Resident Evil : Untold history

I do not own the right hand to resident physician Evil, this is purely fan fiction.

On September 22nd 1998, a viral outbreak began in Raccoon city. We 've all heard the account of key subsister. But this tale will detail one untold narrative of three RPD employees unassailable will to relieve oneself it out of the taint city alive.

The name calling of who 's dot of eyeshot you 're reading from will be listed before each part.

September 24th, 1998 6:30AM ( ternion Morrow )

The annoying alarm goes off as it always does before being smacked off the nightstand. Trinity moans and moan and throws a little temper tantrum in bed as she usually does when it 's time for her to come alive up. Sitting up in the small studio apartment flat ; hearing sounds of the metropolis below her in the streets. Pushing her hair out of her cheek `` tinker's damn I fell asleep with the TV on again ! '' intellection of her electrical bill as she gets out of bed to get set up. They 're talking about the incident with the S.T.A.R.S crew again. Give it a tinker's damn rest she thinks to herself as she flips off the crappy old TV as she walks past it to the humble bathroom.

pee kicks on as Trinity strips down ; getting a just spirit at herself in the mirror before getting in. The 21 yr old admired her frame just a little as conceited as it sounded. Long blonde hair past her shoulder, 5'9 with yearn wooden leg that always helped her while running lead in high school. hip joint were a little wider but they had a nce bout backside attached to compliment them.Flat tummy that went up to a pair of chirpy C cup tit with pink nipples. She was kind of a hoyden growing up but was more of a girly girl to facilitate out with work now. She looks into her hazel eyes in the mirror before yawning again and hopping in the shower.

Sept 24th, 1998 7:15am ( Holy Trinity Morrow )

triplet falls against the wall as she tries sliding her right high heel on `` shit shit shit ! I 'm going to be later ! '' wearing a white button up, tight melanize annulus that stops a niggling bit above the stifle, black pantyhose and Negroid high bounder. She grabs her bookbag that has her workout clothes and another variety of dress for after work. She stops at the door and quickly turn ; grabbing her nametag that reads 'Trinity Morrow RPD '' she had been working as a secretary for the constabulary station for a couple on calendar month now after a big walkout after the S.T.A.R.S incident back in May. She was making enough pay too .... but we 'll get into the reasons why soon enough ...

Slinging her script bag on as she kisses her paw and plant life it on a icon of her and her father by the door before walking out. The sunlight feels nice as she walks down the low set of stairs to the road. People out and about strolling along getting their days started as well. Just enough time to snaffle a cup of coffee before work ; speed walking over to the busy `` Emmys coffee bar '' like she always did.

The Alexander Melville Bell on the door band as she steps into a chatty and quick moving busybodied cafe. She steps into a warm welcome from the owner `` hey the common kid ? '' trio smiles and shakes her head yes. She can learn chattering going on about one particular guest in a corner Booth and she glances over at a man who appears to be very sickly. Luckily she spots a few officers she recognizes. Walking over to their booth `` hey morning guys '' the two men look up at her and both smile `` well if it is n't little Trinity Morrow, morning time to you as well !'She smiles and laughs softly before remembering why she walked over to them'hey umm that guy does n't bet too practiced can one of you check on him ? '' they both glance up before one of the officeholder steps up to walk over.

The officeholder steps over to the mans `` sir are you aright ?'the man is breathing very great. The officer looks back at Trinity and the other officer'sir ... ?'the man lets out one end breath before going quiet. At this point everyone in the dining car is watching `` s ... s..sir.. ? '' Trinity looks on a footling scared now. The police officer checks the gentleman's gentleman pulse `` shit ... '' he looks back at the other officer and didder his psyche. officeholder in the John Wilkes Booth by Trinity stands up and gets on his Radio `` role Lopez here, we 're going to require an ... '' before he can turn back the man that everyone thought had just dieds head snaps back up.

The policeman looks at the man with veneration in his eye before the madden man lets out a loud moan and jumps onto the officer. everyone in the diner squall terzetto covers her mouth as she hears the craze valet teeth sink into the officer flesh and the officers loud shriek of pain. Some of the other supporter try to get the crazed man off the officer but end up getting bitten as well. Trinity looks on frozen in reverence before hearing the two gunfire from the officer by her. One hit the madden man in the thorax and one right field in the top dog. officeholder Lopez hands shake after the gun shots `` I did n't mean to ... I did n't mean to hit him there ... '' The cafe is dead silent now except for the men who were bittens heavy external respiration and groan of pain. What the sin was that all about ? Trinity forgets her coffee bean and just dashes out the door and to work.

September 24th, 1998 6:18AM ( Jerome Harris )

Eusebius Hieronymus breathes backbreaking as he reaches his townhouse stairs to his front end door. Thinking that was definitely a soundly jog. Heading up the step and unlocking the threshold ; plenty of meter before work too he thought to himself. Checks himself out in the front threshold mirror though before heading in. The 27 year old, 6'3 hefty shameful man was definitely confident in his looks !

Jerome had been working as a police officer for the cobbler's last twain of months after moving here to escape folk drama back in Denver. An old Quaker sold him the townhouse for practically a steal and Saint Jerome just could n't resist. He loses his geartrain of view when he thinks he hears movement coming from his bedroom. Quietly grabbing his gun as he quietly makes his way to the room `` who 's up in my house ! '' the large sinister man yells before busting in on a one-half naked Asian woman `` oh fuck ... I did n't recognise you were still here ! '' The half naked woman is Rias, a womn that Jerome had been having and on and off fling with. She holds her nub trying to tranquilize down after being pock shitless. He could n't help oneself but look at her overnice niggling stringent body. She was about 5'1 maybe 100lbs if she was favourable. savorless stomach, long dyed red fuzz with cute B Cup tittys. She finally opens her lip `` sorry I overslept, did n't mean to dash you. He laughs a little `` shit I should be apoligizing after almost giving you a heart flak. They both laugh a picayune but Rias gives him that look `` shower ? '' she say 's with a smile before Jerome grabs her up over his shoulder.

Rias moans loudly as she 's pressed against the tile rampart, Jerome behind her pumping in and out rough, his dick most definitely taking that kitty to the demarcation line. He loved her crocked slight grab beyond comprable wrangle. Her moaning louder as he picks up the pace `` Oh my god I 'm starting to think that saying about melanise men is true ! '' he laughs before flipping her over and lifting her up while still inside her. His brawny sleeve under her little thighs as he begins to move her up and down on his 9nch shaft. He her purulent wet to the max as he continues to pump into her for a while longer before he can experience his nut coming at which detail he put 's her down on her genu and jerks it in front of her face. Not caring if she did n't need it there or not. He explodes all over her brass as he moans ; she definitely did not want it on her face but he did not care.

September 24th, 1998 7:31AM ( Hieronymus Harris )

Jerome drinks his coffee while he watches TV from the kitchen, now in his uniform for workplace. Just waiting on Rias to get the hell out. Finally she walks into the kitchen `` so ... can I see you later '' she asks as she grabs her things. Hieronymus really not wanting to be bothered later thankfully has an apology `` uhh ... naahh I ca n't ; the chief has us doing all kind of crazy stuff and nonsense so I 'll probably be at it all Night ... '' She looks sad but he can tell she understands. Finally she leaves and St. Jerome grabs his keys and heads out the door `` not realizing what the ease of the day is going to hold for him.

Sep 24th, 1998 6:00AM ( Megan Johnson )

Megan is awoken to her usual consternation clock ... that being her beau Kevin waking her up with a bunch of kiss `` wake up beautiful or you 'll be late. Her eyes still closed as she smiles just a little `` let 's just stay in bed today '' she says in her flirtiest voice. He laughs a small and pulls the mantle off of her admiring her a bit `` as much as I 'd get it on to get tangled up with that all day I just do n't know if it 's worth getting fired over. He looks at the beautiful curvy organic structure in front of him .... Megan was a beautiful 25 year old black female, mid length curly Black hair, 5'5 in tiptop and maybe 130lbs. D cup breasts and an ass that you would want to use up a sting out of. He bites his lip `` fuck it I can chance another job ! '' he say 's as he yanks his shirt off and flack her.

She giggles as their mouth sports meeting, his ahnd going up her shirt and grabbing her large breasts as she turns him over and straddles him, yanking her shirt off and revealing them to him. Leaning down to osculate him Thomas More as they dry hump each early for a little while longer before he flips her spinal column over and moves down her eubstance. Yanking her shorts off and burying his face between her wooden leg as he starts to flick his knife on her clit. She moans instantly as Kevin works his knife illusion on her. Biting her lip as he goes to Town for a few more instant before pushing his straits off `` always such a conferrer ... it 's my tour '' she smiles as she pushes him over onto his book binding and she tugs at his shorts. Hs 7 inch Edward White dick flings out and she instantly enters it into her mouth.

She strokes and sucks him, moving her natural language all over his irradiation to his moan that get longer and louder as she went. She did n't care having a big psyche but she knew her way around a dick for sure and she knew it. Finally she stops and smiles as she moves up and straddles him as she angles him at her hole. She slowly slides down it, her tighness and wetness making him wan na cum already as she starts at a slow pace. His hired hand on her round jet black bubble arse, giving it squeamish thunder every now and then.

She picks up the stride, making her booty pop as she goes. Kevin leans up and sucking on her nice tits as she goes faster and faster. Bringing her legs up and putting her feet categoric as she leans back and starts slamming down on him. Kevin moans out even tawdry `` oh fucking sister yes ! just like that ! i 'm gon na fill that pussy up ! '' this makes her go even harder. Wanting to feel his cum inside of her as she keeps going. Her nipple jiggle wildly as she goes up and down and her torso smacking off of his echoing the room `` dickhead here it comes ! '' he screams.

Megan hops off and instantly slides her body down him and starts to suck him wildly and stroking him as he moans again and she feels the spirt of his cum shooting into her sassing. She wraps her lips tighter around his prick to make sure none of it get 's out. She finally pulls him out and opens her mouth giggling as she shows him that she swallowed every drop. He smiles down at her `` oh you dirty short fille '' he looks at the clock `` doodly-squat ! I got ta get to to act upon, I 'm dingy baby '' he gives her a kiss on the cheek before quickly getting dressed and heading off to work. Megan sighs to herself before grabbing her RPD badge, gun and uniform and reluctantly starts getting gear up for work. She transferred over to the RPD when Kevins job reloacated him to Raccoon city for work. She did n't want him to know but she despsied living there. Co-workers were okay except ... for tribal chief Irons that smug heavy tub of pudding was trouble and she knew it !.

Plus all the weird things that had been happening since the S.T.A.R.S commission up in the mountains had went wrong. She wanted to consider all of the nonsense they were spouting out but she just could n't. It was a shame to as the member Chris and Jill had always been super friendly to her since she started working at the RPD. Megan sighs again but all she could do was actuate forward. Smiling to herself as she lies and says she 's going to have a well day as she walks out of the sign ... oh if only she knew ....

To Be Continued ?

This floor is a work in onward motion and I have a lot of musical theme but did n't want to wee-wee it too long. My grammar is n't the greatest so I apologize for that but if you enjoyed this taradiddle thank you. If you did n't care it just let me bonk where I can improve .