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Post by .Merios on Nov 17, 2008 22:14:42 GMT -5
Zombies, monsters, and creatures of the dark will be found no where near here- this is a far more dangerous place with or without them near it. When the chaos of the outbreak reached the ears of the prisoners, there was a violet prison riot that broke out. All of the guards were either killed, turned to the prisoner's side, or were thrown out into the city.The prisoners now control the facility, utilizing the vast resources of the stock rooms and the firepower that the modern cell guards used against them. Nothing stands a chance that gets inside here, and it's not a safe place for someone to just walk into. Once you get in, there's a slim chance you'll walk out alive- the psychopathic killers as well as the criminals that lay in wait are more troublesome and vile than anything a viral outbreak could cook up. It's best to stay away and use this as a last resort unless, well, someone had connections to the gangs within...
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Post by Alessia on Mar 26, 2010 1:13:51 GMT -5
Gabriella and Edward walked through the streets, there was no infected around at all or even survivors for that matter. "So Edward what does your Journal say?" she questioned Curiousily. That second a cry, similar to a little girls cry came from a alleyway. Gabriella pulled out her pistol, "Stay here, I'll go check it." she whispered before walking slowly into the Alley with her gun ready. She saw a little girl stood at the end of the Alleyway, "Sweetie why are you out here all alone?" questioned Gabriella. The little girl was around the age of 8 and was wearing a dress and holding a Doll. "I got lost from my Big brothers and Dad..." she cried. Gabriella put away her Pistol and started to approach the girl slowly. "I have a friend waiting out in the street, I'll help you find your family." Gabriella replied. The little girl gave a smile, "Ok!" she replied joyfully. Just then Three Men came through a door in the alley. "Daddy!Big brothers!" she cheered joyfully. Then she pulled out a derringer from her doll and shot Gabriella in the arm "b*tch!My big brothers and Dad and their friends are going to have fun with you!" she said with a evil voice just before the bigger man hit Gabriella in the head with a baseball bat. One of the brothers took out a Dart Gun and went around the corner and shot Edward in the throat with a sleeping dart...... [Gabriella and Edward have entered Raccoon City Correctional Facility!]
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Post by OompaLoompaFan75 on Mar 26, 2010 1:48:35 GMT -5
Edwards face buried in the journal, as he followed Gabriella closely through the allys. There wasn't many infected around those areas, they were all prowling the streets, looking for a meal. Reading the pages over and over again, he tried to make sense of over single word that was written. It was definitely his handwriting, everything as real as it gets. But some of the content made him ask even more questions, most of which he was positive even Gabriella didn't know the answer to. Why the outbreak was happening again, how did it start exactly? Surely it wasn't an accident, there were no accidents.
They left one of the allys, and saw that they were near the Raccoon City Correction Facility. This seemed like a pretty good place to made hide from the outside, surely there would be weapons for them to use in the storage rooms. It was a prison, nobody gets in or out, so getting on the inside would prove difficult. But just then, Edward heard the same cry Gabriella did, and nodded his head when he was told to wait here. He hated the fact of her going off to check it out on her own, but respected the bravery. Minutes had passed, and Edward was beginning to get a little worried, but kept his guard up for any infected that may be around.
But quicker then he could react, there was a loud gunshot that rang through the air, and Edward felt a sharp sting hit the back of his neck. Before he could turn around to see what happened, his body went into defensive, and hit the ground. But before reaching for his gun, Edwards energy had left him, and he soon found him going unconscious. The whole cityscape blackening around him, as his mind slipped into a deep sleep.
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Post by Alessia on Mar 26, 2010 2:19:13 GMT -5
One Hour After Capture...
"Wake up sunshines!"
Gabriella sat up, everything seemed blurry. She was inside of a Prison Cell with Edward and a Manstanding over her. Gabriella had her hands handcuffed behind her back. "Alright sweetie, we're going to have some fun with you!" said the man before picking Gabriella up by her hair and then lead her out of the cell. "Now you stay put here Edward, we're going to have some fun with the girl and then kill you" the man said with a evil grin. The man took both Gabriella's equipment and Edwards.
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Post by OompaLoompaFan75 on Mar 26, 2010 2:57:08 GMT -5
"Im not leaving you Eddie, I would never do that! Why cant you just understand? Im staying by your side till the end, babe..." Edward stumbled down the street, with only his girlfriend Amy holding his balance. A 12-Gauge Pump Action Shotgun rested in one hand at his side, as his other arm was wrapped across Amy's back. It was a slow trek, but she just wouldn't let go. Being in denial that he was ill, John knew her stubborn attitude would get her killed the longer she stayed by his side. But the one thing that driven the both of them to push onward was love and devotion.
Four of the undead had followed them from behind, but Edward and Amy were moving at a fast enough pace to avoid confrontation. So long as they kept moving, they should be safe. But when Edward finally knelt onto the ground, jerking and dropping his arm in pain, the zombies were able to move closer. Amy grabbed the shotgun, and then pointed it in the general direction, pulling the trigger. Two shots was all it took to drop them to the ground, but the gun was empty. Edward rolled up his sleeve, exposing a large bite mark on his upper arm. "Youll be fine, come on! Were just another block from the Safety Zone, and then well be fine. I promise they have rescue, doctors, even police officers saving lives inside... Just hang in there for christ sake!"
Dropping the shotgun to the ground, Amy lifted up Edward, who seemed to give no effort on lifting himself up off the ground. Practically dragging themselves the rest of the way, both soon reached the zone, but something was wrong. No police, no doctors, no signs of survivors what so ever. Tears streamed down Amy's face, as he still continued moving through the abandoned street. Edward pushed himself away from Amy's grip, and pressed his back against a police vehicle, dropping his head low toward the ground. His skin grew raw, death finally took its toll, and it was only a matter of time before he would be just another walking corpse. "No, Eddie! Edward, you cant! Get up, get up Edward!" Amy's hope rose when Edward lifted his head upright, but she only gazed into cold, lifeless eyes.
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Edwards eyes shot open from the apparent nightmare, as he tried to stand up, but found that he was unable to move around due to a numbness in his limbs. Looking around the room, he found that he was in one of the cells on the inside, and a largely built man was speaking to him. But the words were being cut off from his hearing, and his vision was still blurry from the drugging. After regaining full control over his senses, Edward looked around the room to find that Gabriella was gone. Using the back wall to get onto his feet, he stumbled into the corner, holding himself up with a table. His jacket was laying on top of it, but it was stripped of his gun and ammunition. Searching it blindly with his hand, his cellphone and flashlight were gone as well.
Rubbing his eyes, Edward moaned to himself, and then looked outside of the cell with full vision now. The emergency lights were still on in this place, meaning whoever was occupying this place still had access to the power generator. The intentions of the occupents, however, seemed to have a more dangerous motive. It didnt take long before Edward came to the realization that the place was being run by convicts, people who were once locked up inside this place. Grabbing the solid bars, he tried to jerk them around, seeing if they would budge any for the lack of having an escape plan. But just then, he heard screaming coming from another room far down the cell block. "Gabriella!?"
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Post by Alessia on Mar 26, 2010 3:24:05 GMT -5
They placed Gabriella on a table and strapped on it before starting to cut her arms slowly, "Please stop!" she cried. "Gabriella!?" she heard Edward screaming to her.
Over Near Edward A Convict walked near Edwards Cell, reading through his journal. "1998, these killings are getting more confusing every time. Canine Tracks head towards the cars on the highway that break down, then the people are killed. But the most confusing thing is that the Canines drag them off and then there's blood everywhere....But then the people get up on their feet and walk away into the forest..." the Convict smirked. "I have always hated thoughs things, such ugly creatures. 'Cerebus' is what they always call them, I prefer just callling them Zombie Mutts." the guard said to Edward while still standing a bit to close to the Prison Cell....
Back Near Gabriella... There was blood everywhere, her arms, her legs and stomach was cut up a long with her face. The Convicts didn't stop since they started, not even once. "Please!I beg you...Just stop..." she cried in extreme pain, her body felt so weak.
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Post by OompaLoompaFan75 on Mar 26, 2010 4:11:56 GMT -5
Edward heard the lines that were spoken by the convict standing outside of his cell. They were starting to make sense, this was something he was investigated, it was coming back to him now. Almost like it was yesterday, the investigation took place on a warm night. He was being a rouge analysis on the crime scene, without the permission from the CSI team, or any of the higher ups. This was just him and his judgment, nothing made sense, even when the facts were lined up on the table. Everything was in the right order, but it didn't make any sense. People don't just get back up from an animal attack, they've lost too much blood. This was the work of the virus on the living, turning them into the horrors of Arklay Forest all through that week.
"You... Mind if I take a look...?" Walking closer to the bars now, Edward looked at the journal in the mans hand. He also noticed a key card on the mans waist. There was nothing for him to escape with, just something for him to read while he spent his time in the cell. For how long he would be in here remained a mystery just as much as the investigation without that journal. "Shooore buddy, the worst you could do would be a paper cut! Ahhhahaha!" The convict walked over to the cell door, and stood by Edward, holding the journal inches away from the cell for him to grab. But Edward had another thing in mind, quickly grabbing key card carefully while he had his back turned away.
Stuffing it into his pocket with one hand, Edward grabbed the journal, then nodded to the convict, who gave him a dirty look. As the large man walked away down the cell block, Edward turned to his jacket, putting the journal back inside and then throwing it over himself in a professional manner. Zipping it up, he looked at the key card, flipping it over to see what was labeled on it. Level 2-B clearance, that meant he had access to the cell block, and the door out of this section. Peeking out into the large outside area, Edward saw the man walking around the corner out of sight, this was his chance.
Reaching outside of his cell, he moved the card around, trying to get it to read the scanner. After a few attempted, he got it unlocked, and a short beep echoed the hall after the doors loudly slammed open. Edward gasped at the sound, and then placed himself against the inside wall, holding his breath. As the man rushed back around the corner, he entered the cell, not noticing the sudden turn of the tables. Edward grabbed onto the convict, and then slammed his head into the wall, hearing a thud as he fell to the floor motionless with blood seeping from a small crack in his head. After crouching down, Edward quickly grabbed his 9mm handgun, and found his cell phone in the mans back pocket. Placing it back inside his jacket pocket, he stood back up to his feet, aiming the gun around the outside of the cell block cautiously.
Edward directed his attention nervously to the camera in the corner of the room, but it wasn't operational, meaning this place was under any sort of technical surveillance. The only thing had had to worry about now was the patrolling convicts, moving to the doorway while keeping an eye behind him to make sure it was clear. But he couldn't just leave Gabriella, he had to rescue her from whatever these men were doing to her. Moving quickly back into the hallway, Edward peeked around the opposite corner side, and heard the voice of the young girl coming from another room. Sliding down the wall softly, he got as close the corner of the doorway as he could before peek inside with one eye. Then in one sudden and brave move, Edward rolled a strafe into the room, aiming the gun at the convict who was standing over Gabriella with a knife. "Freeze, don't move!"
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Post by Alessia on Mar 26, 2010 14:31:15 GMT -5
Gabriella's body was completely strapped to the table with Leather. The Convict was wielding a hunting knife, "Freeze, Don't move!" yelled Edward. The convict was about to cut Gabriella again on the arm but was stopped by Edward. "What are you going to do about it?" questioned the convict before raising the knife and then swinging it down towards Gabriella's stomach....
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Post by OompaLoompaFan75 on Mar 26, 2010 16:47:39 GMT -5
Edward saw the man holding the knife, and was a little shocked when he saw the marks on Gabriellas body. With a quick action, he witnessed the man lunging the knife downward, but Edward acted with speed. Firing a round into the convicts hand, he dropped the knife onto the table beside Gabriella, and yelled out a string of curse words. "You little f*ck!" Taking another shot, Edward shot the man in the head, instinct having most of the effect in his choice. Holstering the cut, he quickly grabbed onto the knife, and then sawed away at the rope keeping the girls arms pinned down. As this was removed, he gave her the knife, and spoke. "Put your shirt back on, and follow my lead. Well get you to the infirmary, dont worry..."
Closing the door to the room and locking it quickly, Edward pushed the table against it with both of his arms and a little help from Gabriella. They seemed to be inside of a confession room, with a large glass window deviding the other room off from them. But as the nearby convicts heard the gunshots, they made their way to the room, and began to kick at the blocked doorway. Holding onto the gun in his hand tightly, Edward moved to the glass window, and then struck it with the handle. A few good pistol whips and the glass smashed, allowing them to get through to the other side. Edward vaulted himself over, and then held out his hand to help Gabriella over, avoiding the broken glass. "...Maybe your stuff is in this room, lets make sure the hallway is clear and get out of here."
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Post by Alessia on Mar 26, 2010 18:13:22 GMT -5
"Put your shirt back on and follow my lead. We'll get you to the infirmary, don't worry..." After putting back on her clothes she helped Edward push the table against the door. She could hear the running of the Convicts and then the door being kicked on. She turned around and saw the window smash. Edward helped her through the window, "What are we suppose to do now?" she questioned still in pain, holding her arm.
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Post by OompaLoompaFan75 on Mar 26, 2010 18:35:14 GMT -5
While he entered the hallway, Edward held his gun straight down the whole area, making sure nobody was around before turning back into the room and whispering to Gabriella. "We run..." With that, he and Gabriella made their was down toward the main lobby of the Correction Facility. Unpocketing the keycard one last time, Edward scanned it to open up the door out, and then rushed through before it slammed shut. Once this happend, the convicts on the other side were onto them, but would need to maually open the door in order to get through. This gave the pair the advantage of getting into the Infirmary and locking it tight before being seen.
As he crossed over the lobby, Edward looked at the signs around the building, trying to look for the Infirmary. After hitting the east end now, they locked up the door, and then scanned the doors. Near the back, Edward saw the hallway leading into the wing they needed to access, but it was electronically locked with a higher clearence keycard. Tossing the old on onto the ground in anger, he looked around to see if they could find somewhere else to hide before the convicts got into the east side of the complex.
Pushing on multiple doors to see if they would open, he finally found one that houses a large supply room. Holding it open for Gabriella, Edward shut it after she came inside, and then locked it using the inside latch. They were safe for now, and had access to at least some useful things while they were in here. Who knows, maybe this is where they were keeping all the prisoners things, they couldnt have been the only ones captured since the outbreak. There could very well be even more people in here, in which case that had quite the mission on their hands if they wanted to save everyone.
But something else was on his mind at the money, as Gabriella held her arm. Edward took the knife from her, and then began to trip a good portion of his own jacket from the sleeve. This would create a a bandage for her would, best thing he could do until they accessed the Infirmary. As he cut off the material, Edward lay the knife on the floor, and then asked an important question. It wasnt much of him asking, but more of him ordering. It was the only way to stop the bleeding for now, so Gabriella didnt have much of a choice either way. "Lets see your upper arm, alright? This should help..."
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Post by Alessia on Mar 26, 2010 19:22:06 GMT -5
"Lets see your upper arm, alright? This should help..."
Gabriella pulled her sleeve up, blood was drenched all over her body, her face was also drenched in blood. Edward wrapped the clothing around her arm, tears went down Gabriella's bloodied, cutted face. "My body....It hurts so much" she cried
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Post by OompaLoompaFan75 on Mar 26, 2010 20:08:42 GMT -5
Grabbing lightly onto her delicate arms, Edward tried his best to be genital, as the girl was in pain. But this was going to hurt, and there was nothing more he could do about it. Tightly wrapping the bandage around the wound, he tied it off with a simple knot, and then made sure it was in place several times over. As bad as it really was, the worst case scenario now would be that the knife was used previously, and could have came in contact with the infection. But he didn't think that way, nor speak his mind about it. "There, that's about all I can do. I'm... I'm sorry..."
Edward couldn't help but feel responsible for getting her hurt, it was just the way we thought things. There always someone to blame, and he would rather blame himself then anybody else. The other cuts on Gabriella's body weren't bleeding as much, just fine cuts that hurt more while exposed to the air. As for her face, there was nothing more that could be done but wash it off with some water. Thankfully, he found a bottle on one of the shelves behind him. Taking a sip first to make sure it was clean, the only wrong with it was the warmth. After unscrewing the cap, Edward passed it to Gabriella, and spoke. "You can wash the blood off with this, we should recover here for a bit. But make it last. Might be good to have a few sips as well."
While Gabriella took the bottle of water from him, Edward turned his attention around the room, but still speaking to her directly. "So, do you have any family left in Raccoon City? Assuming your either coming or going. If your coming here, threre's no other real reason why you'd be doing that other then family. I have no family left, Ive been on my own for quite a few years. My profession, Private Investigation, lead me back to Raccoon City. It was first the Arklay Mountain Killings that brought me here back in 1998, and then again earlier this year. With rumors like that, you just cant ignore some of them. But you, umm... I'm... Rambling, sorry..."
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Post by Alessia on Mar 26, 2010 23:58:56 GMT -5
Gabriella took the water bottle from him said and then listened to what he said before replying, "I don't have family anymore. Last year they were killed by a Cerebus Pack so now I'm alone...." she started to cry before taking a sip of the water and then took a cloth off one of the shelves. She pored a bit of the water onto the cloth and started to watch the blood off her face. "I was born here in Raccoon City. I had a older brother,my Dad and My mom." she replied to him but stopped before speaking again with tears going down her cheeks. "My Dad taught me how to shoot a gun" she said with a small laugh and tears at the same time.
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Post by OompaLoompaFan75 on Mar 27, 2010 2:08:22 GMT -5
Edward felt bad about rambling to himself, but after the first sentence from Gabriella, he didnt like where the conversation was going at all. But contently and honestly, he listen to her words, and tried to push away the tears that he saw coming from the young girls face. "Hey kiddo..." But she continued on with her story, which was obviously upsetting her. By the end of it, he didnt know what to say. Obviously shes been through a lot, maybe even too much for a girl her age to handle. He knew this all too well, it was never good age to have your parents taken from you.
Before long, Edward found himself reaching forward, and holding onto her. He didnt know what he was doing here in the city, but maybe this was meant to happen. He couldnt have an eighteen year old girl running around this apocalyptic city alone, that just wasnt right. "I..." Edward didnt know what to say to her, nothing would bring them back. But he was thinking maybe what he was doing was the right thing to do. He only hoped. "I had a wife and kids. A six year old son, newborn child. They never made it, it was just me after 1998..." Right on, he wanted to make sure Gabriella was alright. She was the only one close to him now.
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