A Star's Descent

Chapter Twenty-Five: Final Stretch

A Star's Descent

By evolution-500

Cover by NaiveWriter (aka Multifreak99 on Deviantart)

Disclaimer: House of the Dead and Resident Evil are properties belonging to SEGA and Capcom respectively. I do not own any of these characters.

Chapter Twenty-Five: Final Stretch

Rebecca glanced around in confusion as the survivors navigated their way back.

"Something wrong, Rebecca?" Coen asked.

She frowned.

"It's weird," she said. "This place feels so...empty. We haven't seen a zombie or creature around here for some time."

"Why do you think that is?" Star asked.

"Maybe they just decided to call it a night and headed to the bar for some drinks," Coen joked.

Rebecca allowed herself to smile.

"Maybe," she said. "We shouldn't let our guard down, though, just in case."

"Agreed." The convict nodded, then looked around thoughtfully. "You know, tonight has been one hell of a ride, huh?"

"You can say that again," the medic said in agreement.

"It's almost like we're in a bad 80s horror film," Coen commented.

Star glanced at him.

"How do you mean?" he queried.

"You know," Coen said. "Group of soldiers, researchers, teenagers, police officers or whatever going out in the middle of the woods or some far off planet, discover a secret research facility filled with monsters and have to survive the night, blah blah blah. Typical B-movie crap. You know what I mean?"

"I'm afraid not," Star shook his head.

"Oh come on!" the convict said. "You must have seen something like what I described. You know, 'Aliens'?"

The albino gave him a blank stare.

"Seriously?!" Coen gaped. "You've never seen 'Aliens'? Sigourney Weaver?"

"No."

"Well, what horror movies have you seen?"

"Admittedly, I'm...squeamish with current horror movies," Star answered. "Too gory. I am much more partial to the Universal horror movies of old, although I suppose 'Jurassic Park' is something of a horror film..."

Coen stared, his jaw hanging low to the floor.

"My god, you must be the most vanilla bastard I've ever met!" he muttered.

The albino gave an amused scoff, then paused.

"...These movies that contain premises similar to our situation..." Star said slowly, "...how do they tend to end?"

Coen sighed.

"Very messily, with lots of blood, lots of gore, lots of people dead, and one or two survivors, usually virgins," he answered grimly.

Rebecca considered his words.

"Well," she smiled, "that's comforting. I guess this means I'm the lucky one."

The ex-Marine frowned.

"In the movies, maybe," he said, "but in real life it means nothing."

The trio wandered uncomfortably. Rebecca was desperate to break the silence, if only to keep her mind off from the truth in Coen's words.