The Raccoon City Incident

This is a fanfiction piece. Capcom International to the original characters, story, and images. I've added a few more fictional characters to the mix. There's a little bit of everything in this narrative. From video games to comic books to movie scenes, and, of course, from my own imagination. Thank you to Capcom for establishing such a terrific brand and for the fantastic remakes of Resident Evil 2 and 3. Please email me at [email protected] if you want to get in touch with me.

1st Chapter

"It was Raccoon City's and my last chance," says the narrator.

Raccoon Forest is a place where raccoons live. The Gardner family's residence was bathed in moonlight. It's a modest dwelling. Only a four-person household lives there. The Gardner family's father, Bryce Gardner, appears at the dining table. He works in a factory as a factory engineer. Raccoon City's water purifying plant is where he works. Before his father died in 1985, the house they now dwell in was his father's. Ebony Gardner, his youngest daughter, caught his gaze. I'm sixteen years old and about to start college in New York State. Brett Gardner, his son, is planning to join the US army in the near future. It takes around thirty minutes to drive into the city from where they are. The family is content in their current residence.

Ebony received the envelope from Bryce, which was addressed to the College Of New York State.

He asked, "Open it."

Ebony took the envelope from the mailbox and opened it. She took a look at the prospectus.

He said, "I've heard it's a great college." "Do you want to do what you want to do?" says the narrator.

Bryce responded, "Brett, you've got one."

Brett grabbed the packet and held it in his hands. He gave it a good shake.

He inquired, "What is it?"

Brett took a single A4 document from the envelope.

Bryce inquired again, "What is that?"

"It's a non-event," says the speaker.

"Can you tell me what it is?" Bryce insisted on something.

Bryce examined the document to see if it was an application for enlistment in the United States Army.

He stated, "I told you." "You're not going to join the army," says the narrator.

"It's up to you, Dad," I say. He responded in the affirmative

"I don't want my son to end up in a warzone," says the mother.

"Dad, it's not because you didn't pass the training," He stated "Doesn't mean I'm not"

"Hey," Bryce yelled, "I didn't fail; I was fired due to medical reasons."

Brett, "Dad," leaves. "Admit it, you failed."

"Please stop," Joanna begged.

Joanna abruptly shifted her weight forward.

“Hey,” Bryce inquired softly. "What's wrong," Joanna said as she clutched her arm.

"Have you got your injection?" she asked, referring to her arm. "No, not yet," he replied.

Bryce fixed his gaze on Brett.

He said, "Run upstairs and get your mother's serum."

Brett stood up and proceeded to the stairwell that leads to the second floor. As he ascended to the next floor, the stairwell squeaked. He went into his mother's room and reached under the bed. He gazed out the window to the gloomy Raccoon Forest near the Arklay.

Mountains. He drew a silver container from beneath the bed. He pressed the button. The box may be opened by turning the four dials in each corner clockwise. A syringe and a few capsules were discovered. The capsules are imprinted with the Umbrella Red and White logo. In a swirly capsule, there's a light green fluid. Brett stood up, clutching the syringe. He approached the window, where a light fog had already formed. He blinked his eyes as he gazed into the distance. Something has piqued his interest. He was looking for an animal. He's never seen anything like it before. The shape of a gorilla. Skin that is green in color. I'm just standing in the mist. Claws that are razor-sharp.

"Brett," his father said.

Brett returned his gaze to the sky.

It has vanished. He took the syringe in his hand and walked down the steps.

"What are you up to?"

Brett peered out the downstairs window into the distance once more.

"Sorry," he said as he dialed "Coming."

Brett returned to the ground level.

"Give it to me."

Bryce snatched the injection from Brett's hands.

"We'll talk about it later," says the narrator. "However," he added.

"There are no ifs, ands, and His father stepped in to help.

Bryce administered the serum to Joanna. He examined the circle dots where injections had previously been administered.

"Do you think that's better?"

Joanna clutched her wrist tightly.

"Yes," she said, "I'm sorry!"

"Hey," he murmured. "Don't apologize," Bryce says as he touches Joanna's arm. Ebony is seated peacefully. From the outside, a loud crash can be heard. He stood up.

"Reaching for the flashlight on the wooden table next to the window." He turned it on and reflected it through the glass. He took a peek around the woodland that encircled the house.

Bryce turned around and walked back to the dining table, saying, "Probably just a Raccoon." He heard a jolting shuffle across the roof's peak. It traveled across the top in a straight line.

"The heck," he exclaimed.

Bryce took out his pump-action shotgun. He opened the door by slipping the shells over his shoulder.

"Wait here," he said.

Everyone simply stood up and stared at him. He walked into the woodland after opening the front door. As he turned on the flashlight, the trees swung gently from left to right. The trees swayed in the gentle breeze. The light from the street

In the distance, skyscrapers can be seen.

Joanne inquired, "What is it?"

Bryce lowered the weapon as he turned around. The woodland is once again deafeningly quiet. Another shuffle on the roof could be heard, so Joanne looked up. Bryce carried the torch across the woods. It has become deafeningly quiet once more.

He turned back and said, "It's nothing."

The sound of a growl can be heard. Bryce cocked his head to the side. A monster is approaching him. He had never seen anything like it in his entire life in the Racoon Forest.

His eyes widened in terror, his brain protruding from the front of his skull, a long tongue hissed from his mouth, razor-sharp fangs, and he walked on all four legs. As the thing went slowly by Bryce, he shivered with horror.

. He took a step backward, the shotgun in his hand. As he stepped upon a stick, his hand shook. The crunch is deafening. He swiftly raised his head. The creature raised its head. It began to sprint towards Bryce. Bryce jammed the trigger in. It missed the beast. Bryce spanned the entire area. The beast is chasing him from every direction.

He cried, "Get in the house!"

He had a peek around the house. As he was abruptly pounced on, Joanne yelled. Bryce tripped and fell to the ground. He swivels his body around to peer through the shotgun's sight. He couldn't shoot since he didn't have enough time. Bryce was slammed by the creature's teeth. As bloodshot from the gashing wound onto the ground, he yelled in agony.

Joanne yelled, "Bryce!"

Joanne shut the door behind her.

As the animals approached the house, Ebony and Brett held each other.

Ebony yelled, "What are they?"

Joanne dashed to the kitchen to help. She drew a revolver handgun from the holster. While aiming the rifle towards the door, she shook. The crashing continued, then was silent. Brett and Ebony had a look around the residence. Nothing is seen or audible. She approached the window and gazed out into the dark woodland.

"Can you tell me what happened?" she inquired.

A loud crash may be heard. Ebony and Brett took a step back from the window. The glass in the window smashed. The licker snuck inside. As the lickers claws sank into Joanne's torso, she screamed. She gets yanked out of the window.

Ebony shouted at the top of her lungs, "Mom!" Brett said, "This way!"

Brett snatched Ebony's arm and dragged her away. The monster crept entered the home on all fours. The rear door sprang open. Brett and Ebony bolted out the door. They dashed away from the building, sprinting into the vast grass. He returned his gaze to the mansion. As they crept around the roof of the house, he narrowed his eyes at the thing.

"What are we going to do?" Ebony inquired, cuddling her brother.

As the lickers climb onto and around the top of the house, Brett simply stares over at them.

The entire table of Umbrella Personnel gazed up at the screen, which displayed a bird's eye view of the Raccoon Forest from their Tokyo location in Japan.

"As you can see, sir," says the narrator. Oswell E Spencer was aware of the situation.

"The sickness has spread from the Spencer estate to the Raccoon Forest," Oswell said, but he did not respond.

"Have we made touch with any of the Spencer Mansion scientists?"

"No, sir," says the speaker. Marcus, James, responded. "Only a few members of the STARS squad escaped the explosion, but Chief Irons has dissolved the whole unit."

Oswell sat still.

"All we can do now is hope." "That we can keep this limited, and Chief Irons remains on our side," Oswell said.

Raccoon City, September 24th, 1998. The sun began to rise from the east. The city is starting to come to life. The Umbrella Corporation is headquartered here, and the city has a population of 135000 people. After a night's sleep, Lieutenant Marvin Branagh's eyelids sprung up. He examined the blinking alarm clock next to him.

It's 6 a.m., one hour before his shift at the Raccoon City Police Department begins.

"Another week" "Just another week, and I'll be on that beach," he said.

Marvin sat up, his black bag in the corner fully packed for his two-week vacation in Honolulu. Marvin pushed himself out of bed, stretched his arms, and wondered what the following twelve hours would bring. Marvin walked into the shower. The top of the shower erupted in steam. His uniform was ironed and hanging up with no creases. Marvin made his way down the stairwell to his unit. He lives in a lovely neighborhood in the city. A twenty-minute journey into the city

heart of the city He climbed inside his car and turned off the engine. The radio began to play.

He heard, "This is Raccoon Radio." "Since it's another gorgeous day in Raccoon City, let's start with Patrice Rushen, forget about me."

Marvin said, "Hell yes."

Marvin made a U-turn onto the street. As Patrice Rushden's beautiful song began to play, he tapped his foot. As the city began to come to life, he gazed into the distance. Buses are already on their way. Trucks on their way to make deliveries in the morning.

"Come on, let's go!" Marvin proceeded towards the main office, she is heard saying. He entered the room, his gaze fixed on the line of cops.

"What do we have?" "Just had another individual reported missing," he added, and Rita replied, "Where at?" Marvin enquired.

Marvin narrowed his gaze on Rita.

"Raccoon Forest," Marvin said, "Shit."

Did you find it enjoyable? Chapters 1-2 may be found by clicking the link below.

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