Novel & Cerita Raccoon City Incident

Royce chuckles and he leans closer to Scott, “do you take me for a fool, boy? Don’t think I don’t know you’ve been cozying up to her ever since I called it off. I said you no longer need to shadow her, I never said you could have her. You’re back on the job and none of that wooing business. Are we clear?” “Yeah, we are,” Scott replies through gritted teeth and a face full of displeasure, “but what changed?” “I don’t have to explain my reasons to you, just do as you’re told,” Royce frowns, looking away in thought, smashing the lit end of his cigarette against the tray. Raven had no business being where she was last night and the last thing he wants her or anyone from the pack to find out is h

Cars were burned, people who had turned into vampires were still half burned like dust, and shop windows were destroyed. Several hours later, the mayor of New York announced that the city was experiencing restrictions on activities at night as a precautionary measure due to the riots that had occurred. Until the two-day deadline, security forces must ensure that similar riots do not happen again. Meanwhile, the residents are starting to panic and buy food if there is a quarantine. Rumours about vampires roaming around and eating victims have been heard in other states. The government became alert, and the army began to be deployed. Vincent left his house to work as usual. He watched army and

"Whatever it is you kids are saying, it's working! "—meggar shitan juiver me ne—" "—M'hgar shitan jevar meine—" The fiend was screaming, chains wrapping around its torso. "Look out!" We didn't see the tail until it was too late... *** Epilogue*** "And then what happened!?" It was snowing outside; winter had come early to Cibola City. City Hall was still under repairs. Officially what had happened on the books Halloween night—or as the news liked to call it, Halloweenageddon—was that a new type of enchanted firework that the city was planning to use for the parade had horrifically gone awry resulting in the deaths of the mayor and a couple of the night staff. Luckily the Midnight Cowboy had b

Upon seeing Henry’s anxious face, he asked, “Did something bad happen?” Henry said, “I just received news from Sol that a group of rats has mutated in Hulilau City, allowing them to possess enormous strength. The rats have caused great destruction to human lives and property, generating great disturbances within the city. As of now, more than fifty thousand people have been killed.” Upon hearing this, James’ expression turned grim. Henry continued, “Some martial artists within Sol have headed in the direction of Hulilau City to exterminate these mutated rats.

But it quickly fizzled once the more disturbing demise of Raymond spread like wildfire. It quite didn’t make sense that two of his real friends in the pool died just a week apart. But at the back of Jack’s head, he was like solving a puzzle out of it. He won’t forget that evening a few days after the fateful Friday at the company gym. They were hanging out in the best music bar in the city and having lots of drinks and girls inside a rented room, when suddenly, Ricky pulled out his Neon gun and pointed it to one of the Dudes, or to be specific, one of those not given the regime-issued pistol yet. “Can you take in a bullet in the head, dude?” he joked.

Sarah scampered off, leaving me and Scott alone. “The city wrote it all off as a gas leak explosion downtown. They almost wrote Melody off as one of the casualties, but I told them she was on a vacation in northern Indiana.” He winced a little. “Obviously she wasn’t… and I have some things that have come up with information regarding Black Haven as well. We had a new source of information stop by.”

The night before the apocalypse was so calm it felt suffocating. I stood in front of the bunker's observation window made from bulletproof glass and watched dark red rain pour down outside. It was unusually thick with the metallic smell of blood. The news kept cutting in with one grim emergency report after another. "Unexplained mutated rabies attacks have broken out across multiple parts of the city. Residents are advised to stay home and keep all doors and windows closed..." The reporter's voice shook despite his effort to hide it, and faint, piercing screams came from somewhere behind him.

“For everything. For taking over. For not telling you about the miscarriage. For all of it.” “I’m sorry too. For shutting you out. For giving up.” He kissed her head. “We’ll do better. Be better. For this baby.” They sat there holding each other. First real moment of peace in months. Then Cole burst in without knocking. “We have a problem,” he said. “Huge problem.” “What now?” Sage asked. “Detective Chen just called. There’s been an incident. A human extremist group attacked wolves in Portland. Killed fifteen. Including children.” Cole looked sick. “It’s going to start a war. Wolves are already talking retaliation.”

From each one emerged Vanguard hunters—not the three he'd fought, but dozens more. "They weren't retreating," Jack realized. "They were calling for reinforcements." The city erupted into screams. The first casualty was a hot dog vendor in Times Square. One moment he was serving breakfast to early tourists. The next, a Vanguard hunter materialized behind him, grabbed his head, and simply... drained him. The man aged sixty years in three seconds, then crumbled to dust. The screams that followed could be heard for blocks. "Alia!" Jack activated his comm unit. "Status on city defenses!"

they withdrew their fire, entered their various cars, and Zoomed off. When they were out of sight, I decided to leave the place as well, “Riccardo, move,” I said to him and he quickly made a turn into the asphalt driveway, as we passed the Mall where my boys opened fire I saw some people running out covered in blood, I also saw the securities carrying out some bodies, “Well, collateral damage,” I said, with a dry smile. With this, I knew I'd sent a big message to Rodriguez, if he was smart enough he'd know it's me.