"Now Now Rayne. It appears you seem to be fine. It's just that Alan has no eyes. Sorry for not noticing. Im just ... exhausted you can say,"Nicholas replied slightly, twiddling with a First Aid Spray."Wait, where any of you ... bitten?" He asked slowly, reaching for his gun, but from the looks of it, no one was.
Isaac spoke to everyone about the plan. Isaac, Vectro, Robert, and I will investigate the area. While Alan and Rayne will do something else, im not sure. I agreed quietly with a short nod.
"How long is this place safe from those things?" I asked, awaiting for a reply.
Dreadful rain poured heavily as Alicia ran to Nicholas' home. She was only about 8 years old when the painful event occurred. Mud was caked all over her used-to-be clean K-Swiss shoes. Tears of fear and terror streamed from her light, topaz eyes. barely noticeable, but the fright upon her eyes was proof enough. A pair of scaled feet was approaching her, fast as she began to sprint harder, never glancing back. The creature grinned coldly, rustling it's dagger like claws. It too, began to pick up pace, attempting to fulfill it's dark duty off, killing of any creature not affected by the T-Virus.
"Daddy! Daddy help me!" She screamed to her father, Nicholas as she was just about 8 feet to her front door.
Her screaming ceased when the creature thrusted one of it's venomous nails into the frail, small chest. Blood slowly began to run through her bright orange shirt. She spat out a pitiful cry along with a few droplets of crinsom as the killer removed it's talon from the girl's punctured body. It was too late when Nicholas creaked the door open to see Alicia's lifeless body laid still onto of the wooden front porch. A layer of splattered crinsom stained the wooden floor, dripping from the outside. Nicholas' face quickly turned white as snow when he noticed Alicia. The Hunter glared at me sternly, spun around, and ran off, disappearing into the dense fog.
"Alicia...Alicia don't die," Tears streaming from his eyes just like Alisha's."D****t! I was too late to stop him!" He pounded his drenched fist onto the wood, scarring it as well.
Although, he remembered something about the hunter which was different from the others. A set of odd numbers were printed onto it's left shoulder reading "3412"Perhaps, he could avenge Alicia's killer and allow her to rest in peace, but, he couldn't perform this difficult task alone. That's why he joined S.T.A.R.S.
The creature that Allan introduced to Rayne looked disturbingly familiar as the hunter who slaughtered Alicia. His eyes quickly went to a crinsom, blood red when he glared at the lizard. He reached for his gun, but ceased when he realized that it wasn't the cursed fiend. He slid his blaster quietly into it's leather hold.