|This is my latest drawing in colored pencil. Hope you enjoy!|
We're Leaving This Place... Together (Chapter 1)We're Leaving This Place... Together (Chapter 1) by BGShepard
We’re Leaving This Place… Together
Chapter 1 - Her Protector
The tram finally came to a rest with a light thump. A loud beep sounded behind him causing Leon to look over his shoulder at the door that exited the vehicle. The red light on the handle turned green showing that it was finally unlocked. His attention then turned back to the Asian woman who was lying unconscious on the bench. Her breathing was shallow and ragged, but she was still alive. With that, he breathed a sigh of relief. The creature that had attacked them had injured her badly after it had punched through the tram wall. Now three long cuts ran across her right arm all the way to her chest. Whatever that thing was, it had retreated after he fought it off. Right now however, he had to see to getting her some p
That Night: Part 3 - The Toll CollectorThat Night: Part 3 - The Toll Collector by BGShepard
PART 3: The Toll Collector
Orange Grove, Nebraska
36 Miles Northwest of Peyton, Iowa
65 Miles North of the Raccoon City Containment Zone
April 4th 2008
The miles continued to creep by on the dark interstate highway that lay ahead of her. Tonight, it was just her and the lonely road she was traveling on. Tapping her manicured fingers on the steering wheel, her eyes narrowed at the approach of her exit – it was time for some exhilaration. Shifting gears, she pressed down on the accelerator, and the Mercedes was quickly going over eighty-five miles per hour. A smile crept upon her face at the sheer rush of speed. Pressing the clutch, she shifted again, a
That Night: Part 2 - A Past Confronted PART 2: A Past ConfrontedThat Night: Part 2 - A Past Confronted by BGShepard
53 Miles Northeast of the Raccoon City Containment Zone
November 1st 2007
Leon had been sitting inside the rental car for the past twenty minutes as he stared down the lonely road that was Main Street. He wasn’t exactly sure why he hadn’t opened the door and gotten out yet. Maybe it was because the last time he had been here was over nine years ago when he’d left for his very first shift at the Raccoon Police Department. Ever since that fateful night, he had never returned – not once.
He still didn’t know the reason why he’d decided to come back. Perhaps it had to do with what Ada had said t
I am an amateur artist and writer. I've been drawing all of my life and find it a way to experience things in a whole new light. Everything you see here in my galleries is art created by myself. I do everything in colored pencils. My son Joseph (he's ten years old) has drawn the ninja turtle art as well as various other pieces with Joey G in the title.|
I'm currently in the middle of a Resident Evil craze with my favorite characters - Ada Wong and Leon S. Kennedy. I am creating some Fan Art/Fiction centering around Ada; the story is a bit macabre and takes place a year after the events of Resident Evil 6. It will see some familiar faces return as well as a new enemy.
On a side note - I do not make any profit on my Resident Evil works or my other fan art. This is purely a hobby and for entertainment purposes only.