Resident Evil: Awakening » Places

         "Hello, Samantha Kendal, I'm Wilfred Danners, a scientist from Umbrella Corp, I need you and your new friend Jennifer Wiendel to do me a very important favor, !" the crisp harsh voice spoke swiftly. "A favor?" she replied. "Yes, you are in Center City Near The Pearson Clock tower correct?" his speech was rather creruel and manipulating.

         Following Jenny up the stairs to the roof, she latched the entrance back before heading over to the edge of the building. She only repeated what she had done the first time and then moved the garage over yet again. She was really getting sick of messing around with trash. A nice, hot shower sounded wonderful to her.

At the mention of her father, Sammie stopped walking and looked at the girl. “We own a pawn shop. Plus, he’s an avid collector…” She shrugged her shoulders. No, her father didn’t know about these creatures, but she was sure that he could fight them off well enough on his own. “Now of us know much about them. Just don’t get bit,” she stated lowly. “Or you have to die.” She shook her head to get herself out of her morbid thoughts before she continued walking down the street.

“I’ve noticed that they seem to die from shots to the head. “I played around a little bit at the beginning before I decided it was best to go back to the shop.” She shrugged her shoulders, but it was the question about dying that got her to really start thinking.

“Maybe. I don’t know. I’ll never really thought about it.” She replied. Her mother was dead. Her father could be dead, but if she was still alive he had to be too, right? But then why hadn’t he made it back to the shop? She had wanted to see her mother again, but she also didn’t want to die before she’d lived her life first. “You got to live first.” She muttered before she turned to the sound of the phone.

Her eyes narrowed and she looked around. Jenny was right. The noise would attract the creatures. There were thousands of possibilities for the phone going off, but she hoped it could mean a way out. She was banking on the sewer system, but she didn’t tell anyone else that plan. “Think we should answer it?”

         "Alright, so, I'm in a building and it seems like I'm the only person in the building... wait, I hear movement." Allen thought to himself as he ran down the hall towards what looked like a an elevator. Ding.... urgh. "The hell are you?" he shoutred at an ugly dripping zombie. Swish "So that's what I heard from the rest of this place. Better be ready!" he said as he replaced the blade in its sheath. He stepped in to the blood and ichor splattered elevator with a hand over his mouth as to not smell the disgusting mess he was standing in. "Ewww, it feels so sticky!!" he thought. He pressed the button that had a white "G" on it. "Help me, please somebody, I'm trapped inside this ambulance and can't get out but there are a ton of zombies around it." he began to hear as the elevator rose from where ever it was that he awoken. "Ok, so I have to help whomever it is that is trapped get loose and then find someone to read this note I found." he planned as the elevator came to a stop. Ding "Hey, look more toys to play with." he said as he sliced through 5 zombies with ease.

         "I am subject 0001-C," she whispered to herself as she continued walking. She had been thinking about it for the last minute of her walk. She though about who she was, what she was doing here and what these near human creatures were. She wondered why she even knew the words for some things, like "human" and "female" but not what the word was for these creatures running around. It was an infinitely peculiar that she seemed to lack any personal information. She recalled in her mind that people are born from people, that she could be a host to a embryonic entity and that it would eventually detach itself from her in order to grow to be a slight genetic alteration of herself, yet she could not recall her own host nor the fermenting being that was responsible for the other half of her genetic make-up. These things had words; Mother. Father. She recalled the words, yet no images were present within her mind to associate with them.

She witnessed one of the creatures chasing down a human man, he was tall and shirtless and Jenny decided she liked how he looked. He came to a chain link fence that separated the two of them, and spotting Jenny shouted out to her. "Help me! For the love of god help me, please!"

Jenny tilted her head to look at him, a look of confusion took her face, "I do not know that word. What is god?"

The man gave a desperate look, filled with fear and doubt, he didn't know what to make of this girl, but he could see her gun. "Just shoot the damn thing!" He shouted forcefully, while gesturing back at the creature that was almost upon him. Jenny looked at the creature and then at the chain link fence that safely kept it from reaching her. "It has no more bullets," she lied plainly, something inside her wanted to watch.

The beast was suddenly on top of the man, biting into his arm and hands clawing at his chest. Jenny watched the exchange, as the man's arm was bitten through, as the hands clawed out his intestines, his liver, his kidney. She leaned down to watch, silently calling out the names of the organs as she saw them. A smile took to her lips as the man looked up at her with desperate eyes, begging for help.

Jenny stood back up and started to walk away, the man was dead, his body was no longer attractive. This, as far as she knew, was the natural order of the world. This was the way everything was meant to be.

Rounding a corner two men with UBCS written on their armor rounded the corner, one of them had a bite on his arm and the other was providing cover fire as they were in retreat. The one holding his arm spotted Jenny and drew out his pistol before he realized she was a survivor. "Shit, we got a live one Maynard." Maynard tossed out a grenade and turned to take a look, "Yeah that's great Franko, but we don't have time to flirt with the locals."

The bitten man, evidently named Franko started looking very bad and collapsed down on the ground. Maynard pointed his gun at his former compatriot's head and blasted his brains all over the asphalt. "Sorry, I don't have time to babysit," he said while looking at Jenny. He stepped out again and started opening fire, drawing more attention towards himself, though he had little choice.

Jenny stood stiff against the side of the building as the creatures ran past her, in pursuit of Maynard's gunfire. She turned to look down the street they had come from and it was safe, all the creatures had been drawn out by the gunfire. Jenny made note of the penalty of opening fire, and resolved to save her four shots for when there were not other answers. She turned down the street and stepped in broken glass, cutting open her foot. She leaned down and pulled the glass free, tossing it to the side. She continued walking, leaving a bloody footprint trail that would be hard to discern from all of the other blood decorating the street.

She proceeded onwards, leaving the area known as Gillmore Hill.

         Kara reached a door in the mall, it was barricaded with benches and things; outside there were around five dozen of those creatures. The screams of the last woman ended, she probably bled out.
How would've barricaded this? Kara thought, looking around, there was a dead body with a bullet hole in its head, holding a small child with a bullet hole in its head.
Kara looked outside the mall, there was no way she could get through that many of them. So she looked at a directory nearby. There was a large outlet store not too far, I could probably fashion something together there, she thought.
Kara slowly walked through to dark mall, the sun was setting and the only light was from the windows on the ceiling. She walked into the department store, she collected a full propane tank, lighter fluid, a lighter, and some rags, as well as a bottle of vodka, and some energy bars. She proceeded through the silent, and now dark, mall to the roof. She looked at the other two entrances, both had even more monsters than the first one.
"Okay, now to see if this will actually work..." Kara said to herself. She wrapped one of her arrows with a rag doused in lighter fluid, then tossed the bottle aside, then she opened the nozzle on the propane tank and threw it in the crowd of monsters at the front entrance, it hit one in the head, killing it. She waited a few moments, then lit her arrow on fire and fired it into the crowd of monsters, the propane ignited and exploded, killing many of the creatures and blowing out all the windows at the entrance.
"Better than I expected..." She said to herself, smiling at her handiwork.
There were maybe two or three left standing, but then Kara noticed more flushing in towards the hole.
"Fuck!" She yelled, but then she started thinking. She rushed over to the side of the roof and looked at another entrance, all the creatures were rushing towards the sound of the explosion.
Kara sprinted down the stairs to the bottom floor, she looked at the front entrance, nearly a hundred of the creatures were rushing into the newly opened area, "Oh shit..."
Kara ran as fast as she could to the western entrance, she ripped the blockades asunder and charged through the doorway.
The large parking lot was nearly empty, but a few cars remained, but Kara had no time to saunter about looking at all the details, she charged through the parking lot into the street, it was filled with crashed cars and dead bodies. There were multiple creatures strewn about through the street, not organized, just waiting for prey, which now ran into their laps...
Kara reloaded her crossbow and fired an arrow into the closest creature's head, two more came rushing at her, she dropped the crossbow and whipped out her machete, which she used to decapitate one of the creatures, the other she slammed it down into his skull, when she ripped out the blade, blood splattered onto her, when she looked she remembered that her clothes were covered in the blood of the Umbrella people... She had no time to dwell on that, she needed to find someone... someone that isn't trying to kill her or eat her...
Kara dropped to her knees and looked up at the clouded sky, fitting for such a day, black and depressing, no stars, no moon, nothing... Kara removed her arrow from one of the creature's heads, and started walking north, she felt drawn to the north somehow...