Raccoon City Incident Novels & Stories

Maisy swore, shoved another missile into Jeremy's launcher, and yelled, "Ahora!" It sailed through a window, struck the floor, and made a hole. The debris landed on the first floor control center, killed the watch commander, and destroyed the communication console. The computer known as L. A. Central sensed the problem, routed the 26th precinct's voice, data, and video to the next station on the grid, and waited for an acknowledgement. None came. Police, half of whom worked for a subsidiary of Zuon Inc. and most of whom were data pushers, administrators and exsecurity guards, boiled out of the 26th and into the streets. That was a mistake. The Jack Heads opened fire.

“Let’s just leave it as I think one officer has never seen a bear up close and personal. He got his wish. Now he knows that he’s shorter than the hump of Daniel Ursa’s back. Oh, and his partner is a raccoon shifter who doesn’t appreciate him calling her lunch garbage, even if it’s behind her back.” “Oh, wow! Yeah, it sounds like the actual show is out there on the street.” Cal wasn’t in the mood for that kind of entertainment. If he wasn’t in such a dark mood, then he might have stuck around to see how that turned out. “A raccoon shifter? Few of them in this city.” After a rabies scare in, the natural raccoon population coming in from south of the border through raccoons infested with rabies

I thought of Candido’s mother and was still sure that she had been a member of the Blue Moon Pack. “You will turn over everything you have to the interpack police and give them access to all these sites. With any luck, there might still be evidence around the newer sites and some sort of clue that wasn’t in the newer ones. Criminals, terrorists, etc. tend to get better over time.” Candido blew out harshly. “Tell me about the most recent incident. You mentioned that your economy has been disrupted by all these attacks.” “… I’ve had to close a lot of the theaters and public venues. Just last weekend, a man went on a rampage. Nearly killed most of the theater. The pack police had to kill him to

The screen showed a city. Or what was left of one. Buildings folded inward like crushed paper. Streets warped, angles wrong—too sharp, too smooth, like reality had been edited instead of destroyed. Emergency feeds scrolled endlessly at the bottom, all repeating the same phrase in different languages: SPONTANEOUS EVENT — CAUSE UNKNOWN Saint went pale. “That’s not a bomb.” Riven felt it immediately. The Crown reacted with a low, aching thrum. “That’s a correction,” Riven said quietly. “They didn’t like something that city was becoming.”

On day five, I understood why they wanted me in the dark. The news ticker at the bottom of the screen was a rolling obituary for the city’s peace. "Last night, the heart of Havenfall was ripped open by a coordinated strike from independent crews," the anchor said, her face tight with manufactured concern. "Two Cocolink enforcers were executed at the perimeter. The aftermath? Three bank vaults emptied, a dozen high-end residential hits, and five bodies in the morgue."

“Don’t bother with the building plans. These old buildings are more times than enough not recorded properly. We need the city vampires to tell us what they can remember about this area and the past. I know at least one of the NARC enforcers is a vampire. Maybe they can use their connections to get some information?” “I’ll send their representative a message about this idea. It’s a long shot, but it’s possible. I mean, it’s odd we haven’t encountered any rogue or lone wolves. Not even a human vagrant. I know it’s raining, but… It’s odd for this city. This wasn’t a city that stopped because of a little rain or snow. It had to be dumped in the matter of minutes or hours to slow it down. They ha

"What the hell happened?" "Wait, you don't know?" Maverick sounded weirded out. "Did no one report such a major incident to you?" If anyone from the Night Crawlers were to overhear the conversation, their jaws would've gone slack out of shock. After all, Maverick was supposed to be the one reporting such major incidents to Carl. "What the hell happened?" Carl's gut told him that the incident had something to do with Violet. Maverick answered, "The Whites had dispatched one-third of their elite guards earlier this evening. They ended up wrecking the city center just to assassinate Violet darling."

As the Alpha of his pack, he never imagined that a day like this would come…… **** ***** ***** **** ****** When Fred was made the Alpha of the pack eight years ago, the pack was not experiencing any visible invasion then. All of a sudden an opposing pack sprang up from nowhere trying to dominate the country and all the packs, it was rumored that the opposition pack were underground since the regime of the U.S former president. The area he and his family stayed in Dallas was one they believed to be safe from the attacks but recently their environs had begun to feel the heat. The opposition pack became more noisy around the world when on the night of a full moon, they attacked the city of Chic

Zeke spoke up. “We have not heard of any rogue movement in years.” Grayson said his tone mimicked Zeke’s. “They started at Dark Water. A few guards were attacked. Some supplies were stolen.” Shea said, nodding to Polly. “Same thing happened at City Lights, although they were a bit more destructive. They went after our hospital.” Polly said. “Why did you not reach out sooner?” Nora asked her attention on Polly. “It was a small incident and we handled it. We knew the meeting was coming up.” Polly explained, Shea nodded in agreement.

Away from where we had come in. The vampires in other cities started moving in before we were in New York, so the military had no choice but to drop the missiles on them. They needed to be taken out before they started killing people. And we couldn't fault them for that. But once we entered the city, the streets were dead. There was absolutely no sign of life. So I told Jackson to take me to the tallest building near us.