Resident Evil: The Raccoon City Incident

A re-telling of the Raccoon City incident, featuring elements of RE2, RE3, ORC, and the Outbreak series. Features embarrassing incidents for characters at certain times but not overdone.


1. Disaster

"Mommy..." Sherry Birkin went downstairs in her two bedroom colonial Raccoon City household. Sherry Birkin had wet her bed, and was crying a little bit. Though she was 13 going on 14, Sherry's bed-wetting problem affected her greatly. "Mooom? Mom where are you? I wet my bed again!" Sherry screamed at the top of her lungs, but no one responded. She sighed and went upstairs back to bed, changing out of her Princess Unicorn pajamas into a pair of Phineas and Ferb ones. She cried herself back to sleep. The next morning, Sherry went downstairs, still dry. She breathed a sigh of relief. "Mom, are you here now? What is going on..." Sherry dressed in her usual clothes, a sailor-inspired outfit with blue shorts, an ascot, school-issued preppy dress shoes (navy blue), and her favorite pair of striped socks. Sherry grabbed her school bag, ready to head to prep school, but her mom rushed through the door, knocking Sherry flat on her butt. Sherry cried out, "Mom! Where were you!" Annette, Sherry's usually sweet and endearing mother, yelled at Sherry to shut up. Sherry started tearing up, more out of fear than what her mom did. Annette never acting like this, she thought.

"Sherry, I'm sorry for being so cross with you. But you must understand..." Annette paused, looking at a picture of her husband and Sherry smiling at the Raccoon Cubs baseball game. "There's not going to be any more school, no more sleepovers, your friends are probably dead, what I'm saying is grow up and let's get out of here!" Sherry was shivering at the ground, and shuddered at the thought of her friends somehow being dead. "Mom! Please calm down, you're scaring me..." Annette grabbed Sherry and stood her up. "For once in your life be brave for me Sherry, please..." Sherry looked down. "Oh fine, I guess I'm still a scared little girl to you... Maybe if you stayed around and got to know me more..."

Annette looked down at their hardwood floors. "It's not the right time for that now, Sherry. I'm sorry we couldn't have spent more time together. But I promise, once we escape Raccoon, things will be different! Now we have to go, we already wasted so much time arguing!" Annette grabbed Sherry by her hand, and dragged her out the door and down their front porch steps. Sherry hopped into the back of their Ford blue station wagon, while Annette jumped behind the wheel. She sped off before Sherry even got her seat belt on. Annette drove like a mad woman, as if possessed by a devil, weaving in and out of traffic like a NASCAR race driver. Annette looked at Sherry in the back seat, and smiled. Then, CRASH.

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