Surviving

Chapter 1 - The Horror

My eyes water as I roll onto my side making the pain coursing through my veins ten times worse, moving away from my car that is in flames and away from the horrible zombies shuffling towards me. Their moans fill my ears as I look around, Raccoon city was my home once and now it was a zombie wasteland. The explosion on my car brings me back to the here and now as I stumble up to my feet, grabbing my gun and running towards the RPD, better known as the Raccoon City Police Department. Shoving a zombie out of the way as I turn the corner as I heard another explosion and two voices. Survivors? Scientists? Stopping to look around the corner, I see a tall man, blonde hair with his back to me. "Claire?! Claire?! Are you okay?!" Moments later another voice calls back to this man who, I'm assuming is this Claire. "Yeah! I'm fine! It's not safe here! I'll meet you at the station Leon!"

In one swift movement he turned and headed in the direction of the station and past me. I groan slightly, holding my bloody arm fuck what I'd do to have Jill here with me. "Hey... miss are you okay?" Leon appeared in my view a look of concern on his features. I shake my head slowly. "I..I... my arm hurts so much; I have no first aid things left can-can you help me get to the police station?" I frown more with a sigh. Leon's eyes scan my arm and after giving a small smile he nods, helping me to my feet and looking around shoving one of my arms over his shoulder. "Let's get out of here quickly." I nod and follow his lead towards to RPD. Sitting down on one of the many medical beds as Leon shuffled through the medical supplies, pulling out a gauze and a first aid spray. "I'm really sorry Miss...?" I smile softly "Cleo....Cleo Carson" I nod slowly at the first aid spray. " yeah, I know, it's gunna hurt but I'm a tough cookie." He nods and begins fixing up the wound.

"So, Cleo you're FBI?" His question leaves me with a small smile "Yeah I am.... I've been tasked with finding out what happened here... you know, with the Zombies and such." He raises an eyebrow and I pull out my ID. " here... give it a look, it's 100% real I assure you." He takes the ID from my hands as I pull the laptop next to us closer to me, surely someone in this bleeding police station should have survived, suddenly a flash catches my eyes from Camera 4, clicking on it and bring it up more I see a male running shooting the zombie and looking up at the camera. "David! Marvin! You there?!" The man looks up at the camera as the zombie sways on its feet. "I found a way out! It's in here!" Shoving the computer away from my lap quickly and towards Leon, I jump up pulling out my gun and towards where I will find this mystery man. "Send reinforcements!" His voice calls as I walk away. "East Hallway!" Shuffling under the small gap between the floor and the gate I move forward, towards this east hallway, leaving Leon behind. "Cleo! Hey! It's not safe! Please wait for me." His voice calls as I continue past doors, ignoring the dark and forcing my eyes to adjust quickly. Suddenly Leon appears at my side, grabbing my arm making me stop. "Hey, we've got to stick together." Thumping was coming from behind the first door I stopped in front of and hearing a voice confirmed my suspicions. "OPEN THE DOOR! HURRY!" The police officers voice ran up an octave, a clear sign of fear.

Throwing open the door and going towards the shutter, I pull it up with Leon's help as the officer tries his best to move through the gap. "Here take my hands!" I grasp his hands in mine quickly as this officer begins to scream loudly, but I managed to pull him through with one last hard tug. Opening my eyes, I nearly throw up everywhere and turn my head away from the officers now dead body, his top half here and his bottom half probably on the other side of the shutter. "Oh my god... what the fuck?!" I mumble to myself shuffling away from the body quickly and into Leon's legs. Seeing a notebook at my feet, I grab it and stand up, pushing Leon's hand away from my body. Flicking through the pages my eyes widen. " oh wow.... he was right, these are drawings are for a passage underground. Let's get back to the main hall." I look up at Leon's face quickly, seeing his eyes on the body on the floor. "Leon... there's nothing we could have done, the minute those zombies had him that was it...we did all we could. I promise you." I place my hand on his shoulder which he quickly shrugs off and moves back out of the room towards the hall making me follow him quickly.

Turning the corner, I'm meet with gun shots coming from Leon. Zombies.... lots of them! "Go Leon! I'll keep them off your back!!" He gives a small nod and runs to the shutter, squeezing through completely as I managed to reach the shutter, looking up at the zombies then down at the small gap. My mind is made up and I pull out the notebook, quickly making a mental note of all the notes, I toss the notebook through the gap and shove my foot down to close the shutter, shooting more zombies as I turn and run away, hearing Leon's desperate banging and pleading on the other side. Throwing myself into the Art room. I take a deep breath, looking down at the scratches, hissing in pain as I spray first aid spray on them. "I'm going to die here..." a small laugh leaves my lips. "At least rookie cop won't..." my smile fizzles slightly as my eyes close and my head drops, fatigue finally catching up with me and I black out from pain.

Leon's POV

My fists give up the pounding as I hear the gun shots die out. "Cleo... fuck!!" A hand is placed on my shoulder making me turn around quickly. "Hey, you're safe... for now..." My eyes graze over the officers wound as he bends down to pick up the fallen officer's notebook. "There was another officer...I couldn't...I couldn't..." my voice breaks slightly worry probably flooding my features at Cleo... the officer nods, giving a small smile. " I'm sure you did what you could. I'm Marvin." My eyes move form Marvin and back to the shutter. "Leon...my partner... she..." Marvin's eyes trail back to the shutter. "I'm...I'm sure she can handle herself." He moves away from the shutter and hobbles over the sofa, slouching slightly. "Leon... rookie, right? There should be some spare officer clothes if you'd like to change..." It turns out that the way-out Elliot, the police officer that me and Cleo couldn't save, found needed three medallions, shooting a zombie in the head, I crouch down quickly checking the shirt, no FBI shirt here... meaning it's not Cleo I've had to put down. Letting out a sigh of relief, I push myself into a standing position and carry on. Running around this bleeding police station with zombies is not how I wanted to spend my night. But it's how I am. Slowly moving into another room, I find a spade key which allows me to open some doors I couldn't before. "Huh... weird system going on here." Making my way back to Marvin, he gives me a small smile and turns the camera to me, "have a look... looks like we have another survivor. Your partner?" Looking at the screen, I give a small shake of my head. "No... but I do know her, names Claire...I came into town with her..." he gives a small nod and points up. "you can get to the courtyard she's in through the second floor... east side, I hope find your partner too..." my eyes widen, and I nod, "me too....me too."