Raccoon City Incident Novels & Stories

As soon as Pennelope lowered her hands, the protective barrier vanished and the rogues lunged at us. Heeding my directives, the race was on. Heavy thuds of paws chased us on the blacktop road. We pranced in between the long line of cars. Benji managed to back kick one of the crashed cars that laid sideways. It grated on the road and directly hit three of the rogues behind us. That did not stop them. Billboards flashed to the day breaking news in an automated robotic male voice: “This is a red code alert from the Royal Beta. We are having a rogue attack. Please clear the streets and your homes. You must head to the bunkers immediately.”

Jwealin spies had caused many incidents at the start of the apocalypse in Riverside, causing many deaths and creating a lot of trouble for the military. At that time, Victor was hiding in a dark corner of Riverside and didn't experience it firsthand, so the memory wasn't vivid. But now he remembered.

She could not believe her eyes. In the investigation, there were photos of giant werewolves attacking police officers, and this made her heart race. She took her phone, ready to call Rick and warn him that he was not alone, when one of the Pictures she was looking at made her lose her phone. The photo was identified as the head of the cartel, and the image that appeared there was none other than Rick’s. All her conversations bounced off her mind—importer of substances. Werewolves even adding her to cocaine fits.

News stations cut from their programming. Police scanners screamed with code reds. Wolf sightings. Not just rumors now. Not shadows. Bodies. Claws. Blood in the gutters. The city wasn’t wondering anymore — it was panicking. And at the heart of it all, Evelyn stood in a ruined lab, holding the hand of the first true werewolf child. Everything had changed,the sirens never stopped. From the rooftop of the safehouse, Evelyn watched the city convulse — a swarm of red and blue lights beneath a bruised sky. Helicopters beat the air overhead. Civilians ran. Police barricades choked the roads.

On top of that, the town of Lytton extended its reach to other factions, helping them run casinos and clubs. When Stephen learned what had happened to the city, he was shocked. “How is this possible? How could a city with Eric policing and Shawn governing spiral out of control like this? Is this made up?” he snapped, unwilling to believe what he was hearing. The cancer of the city, Ethan Rivers, had been removed, and his men were also fired. Since the city had been cleansed of its poison, the danger was supposed to be over. Especially with Eric and Shawn still in power, North Hill City should be thriving!