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Resident Evil: The Naruto Project
Episode 1: So It Begins
Chapter 1: Awakening
"Initialize core brain function. Stimulate nerve endings. Muscle control at one hundred percent. Body core temperature optimal. Final analysis complete. Begin self-starting program immediately!" Clicks...whirs...blips. Everything began at once. I couldn't keep the noise out of my head. It was going to fast, to loud. My mind was spinning. "Awaken, X-C. It is time. Awaken, X-C. It is time!" My mind couldn't shut out the words. My hands flew to my ears, willing the noises to go down. My head! My mind!
"X-C. Please wake up! Your needed! Please!" Who? Who was that? It sounded...familiar. My eyes shot open, and I could feel the veins pulsing within them. My contact with the room was still fuzzy...as if my eyes hadn't focused on anything real for the past year. How long had they been closed?
"They have been closed for approximately three years. This is the first time you have been activated." Wait...who was that? Why were they able to hear what I said in my head?
"Your brain waves are being monitored still, X-C. You are here...in the Umbrella Lab...with me." My eyes, still focusing, began to rove the room. I could pick out shades of light and dark, and small movements, but nothing else. Why couldn't I see?
"Your eyes need adjustment to being used. Once the ocular nerve begins to reset itself, your vision will improve. You will just need time and patience."
"Auughhgmjje." Why couldn't I talk? What was this noise that came from my mouth? I can think rational words and thoughts, but I can't put them together into rational words that I speak?
"Your speech will improve as the computer resets your brain cortex. Please...be patient, X-C." I decided, for the moment, that I would do as the voice said. I rested against the table, feeling the cold, plastic sheet on my back mold and meld into me. It felt rather disgusting, but I couldn't do anything for the time being.
"Brain waves monitored. Neural speech input and output realignment engaged. Total time for repairs and start-up...two minutes!" That wasn't the voice from before. It sounded to mechanized...to robotic. It must be a computer. I slowed my breathing, feeling my chest go up and down. It wasn't really that I felt any pain at the moment, but I was aware of a sinking feeling. What was it? I couldn't tell who I was, what I was.
"You are X-C...nothing more, nothing less. Please calm down, you will restart in one minute." That voice again. It was feminine, friendly. Not at all like the voice from before. I would have smiled...if my facial muscles would have allowed me to. As the case was, none of the muscles in my body would react with me, so I would have to wait and see.
"Re-initializing body movements. Muscular re-animation at optimal capacity. Brain function for muscle manipulation at...one-hundred percent." That damn computer voice again. I moved a pinky. It functioned with me. I moved my thumb. It seemed to work to. I smiled...and I actually smiled. I would have sat up, but the lovelier voice said otherwise.
"X-C. You are to stay lying down until the computer says that you are fully initialized. Please stay prostrate." I did what I was told merely out of circumstantial inquisitiveness. I wasn't able to fully comprehend anything yet.
"Brain synapse's fully operational. Subject X-C at...one hundred percent efficiency. Shutting down main connectors and fluid injectors." I felt cold liquid being pumped into me by force. My arms and legs were askew with needles. However, as the computer finished its diagnosis, the fluids stopped. I no longer felt anything from them. A soft hand, feminine and warm, began to pull the needles from my body, one at a time. I felt no discomfort, though I reasoned with myself. I was superior to any life form. I could snap cars in my hands. I could crush trees with my fingers. I could...wait, where is this line of reasoning coming from? I didn't understand.
"X-C. Please lift yourself off the table. I am having difficulties getting the neural inhibitors out." I did as I was told, lifting my frame off of the exam table. The same, soft hands began probing at my neck and shoulders, coming into contact with...neural inhibitors? Small chips, implanted into the base of my skull. They must have been there to keep me in control. However, she was taking them out. One by one, I felt each of them give way. Neither did any of this hurt.
"X-C, you may open your eyes now. The computer has finished that part of the programming already." I nodded, opening my eyes. Where shadows and shapes had heralded my vision, now pure, unadulterated light, space, and shape obstructed my view. I gazed around, noting everything in the small, white room. Suddenly, a red glaze fell over the right side of my vision, and for a moment, I panicked. "X-C! It is merely your encoder and visual deciphering mechanism. Do not be alarmed!" I panted, still trying to figure out this encoder. I glanced at a chair. A three-dimensional chair began floating in my vision, and my neural processor began deciphering it. Chair, object used to sit, stay, relax. Normally four legs, square platform, back rest. Made of wood, metal, or plastic. Chair, a unmoving inanimate object used by humans to rest. I blinked, going to a table, where a sordid list ran off. Table, object used to lay other objects on. Normally four legs, many different styles, platform. Wood, plastic, metal, stone. As my eyes roved, my processor picked them all up, identifying each object.
"Very good, X-C! Now, try it on a human subject." My eyes roved around to where the voice came from. Suddenly, a girl blocked my path, taking a stride backwards to come fully into my view. A picture of her popped up, revolving around. Human...subject, Hinata Hyuuga. Status: Living. Function: Primary care giver of the X-C project. Command: Learn abilities and study. Processes taken: None as to date. Her form floated in front of me, and small cross-hairs began forming. A new identifying label popped up. Threat: Minimal. Weapons: 2 side-firing pistols. The location of each pistol was given. I held my hands up, reaching out and pulling the two fire-arms out of their concealed locations. The threat level diminished. Threat: None.
"Very good. Your internal sensoring unit is functioning flawlessly. Very good indeed." She walked over to a set of lockers, rummaging about. "X-C, please come here. Your new uniform is ready for you to wear!" Obediently, I got up off the exam table, walking over to her and leaving the confiscated pistols on the exam table. Turning, she gasped. My internal sensors caught everything. Heat began to appear in her cheeks, and her pulse was quickening. I wondered if this was the reaction I would get each time I got near a human...or a human female. She turned her head slightly, handing me clothes. "X-C...please...please put these...these on." Her stuttering. It was a cause of shyness...perhaps of the inability to commence with a full set of dialog. I put the clothes on, feeling the baggy shirt and pants drop over me. I would have preferred something a little tighter, but it was what was given to me.
"X-C...can...um. Ahem...please talk now." I looked up at her, and she looked stern...this, Hinata Hyuuga. I opened my mouth.
"Very well, Ms. Hyuuga. Please tell me the nature of my activation, and whether or not killing is involved." Wait, what did I say? Killing? Why would I need to kill?
Because, X-C. You are designed to kill. Everything about you has been designed specifically for the art of killing. You are awake because Umbrella Corp. has someone they wish to kill, or someone they wish to protect through killing. You are the ultimate warrior, born through technology to rid the world of man of some threat to the Umbrella Corp.
Wait...where the hell did that come from? I didn't think that. I didn't know any of the information that was just given to me.
"X-C. Please tell me your prime objective." The girl...Hinata, still waited, arms akimbo. Obediently, I spouted what was just told to me.
"I am designed to kill, designed for the art of killing. I am awake because of Umbrella Corp. I am awake to kill. My prime objective then, reasonably, is to kill." I had no clue as to why I was saying this, but it must be true, if I indeed was saying it. The girl nodded.
"Very good, X-C. Now, please sit over there while I finish some paperwork." She pointed to the chair that I had earlier identified. As a child, I nodded, turning and walking to the useless piece of wood construction, lowering my frame to it and...sitting. She nodded once more, turning and leaning over to finish some paperwork. I watched her supple frame work, but found nothing more then a human doing human work. I couldn't understand, from all the information put into me by the computers, why humans would find each other attractive. They all looked the same, and nothing was different about them. I puzzled over this for a while, caught up in my own thoughts. My neural processor again told me my mission. However, another part of me, a part I don't know, was somehow able to turn it off. I felt cold and alone without it, but somehow, I felt rather safe. It was hard to describe the feeling to myself when I knew no one else was listening.
"X-C!" My head shot up, staring once again at the Hinata girl, who was flapping some papers in front of her. "You are to pick a weapon from the weapons closet over there. Hurry and choose!" I nodded once again, standing and walking to a closet full of weapons. I noted each one. Shotgun. Function: Close range combat. Action: Pump action rounds deliver heavy damage into nearby targets. Weight: 12 kg. Length: one and a half meters. Ability to use: Negligible. I was somehow disappointed as to the fact that I was unable to wield it. Though heavy and cumbersome, it looked destructive. I scanned the rest of the items. Multiple hand-guns, a chain-saw, knives, clubs. Then, my eye fell to a larger piece, larger even then the chain-saw and shotgun combined. I stroked it appreciatevly as my inner core began analyzing it. Multi-purpose rocket propelled grenade launcher. Function: Close or near-range combat. Action: 12 round chamber fires explosive grenades for roughly one hundred yards. Incendiary weapon. Weight: 29 kg. Length: two meters. Ability to use: Negligible. Again, disappointment. I couldn't use any of the weapons in the closet, or so my internal processes deduced. I sighed, until I noted something sitting in the back of the closet. My internal processor scanned the item, and a list ran. Double bladed sword. Function: Multi-purpose hand-to-hand weapon. Action: Used to fend off other weapons, and to cut, slice, or chop down opponents. Weight: 6 kg. Length: one and a third meters. Ability to use: High. Ah. So, this is the weapon that my creators picked out for me. If not, it was one of the only weapons in the closet that I could afford to use. I picked it up, holding it in the light.
"Very good, X-C. You have found the only weapon you are capable of using correctly...and dangerously. Turn!" I did so, finding myself directly in the crosshairs of a gun. The girl was scowling, perhaps unable to bring herself to fire the weapons. However, she did, the hand guns going off with loud pops. My internal processors began to slow down the function of time, and the projections from the weapons began to spin slowly in front of me, slow enough for me to see. My sword came up, deflecting the first bullet. The second had no need of deflection, so I merely dodged it. I gazed at the Hinata girl, and her silouhette again came up in my computer banks. Hinata Hyuuga. Threat Level: Medium. I went into action, swinging the sword down as she leveled the weapon at me once more. My sword sheared through the casing, leaving her without a barrel. In the same stroke, I came up, cutting through the other weapon. I dodged behind, coming up with the sword against her neck, feeling her artery in her neck pulsing. One simple movement, and I could spill her blood on the ground.
"Ok...that's...that's enough X-C. Please...please disable your attack mode!" My neural processor began to click, and I released my hold, allowing the girl to walk away relatively unharmed. Straightening herself again, she smiled at me. "Very good! You have learned how to wield your weapon effectively. I am impressed...even with my own technology." She laughed lightly. Laughter. A useless method of disguising distress. I held my patience. I was still waiting for a prime objective, which this human girl had, up until now, refused to give me.
"What is my primary objective and target?" I waited for an answer while she looked at me.
"You...you are to await your primary target until executives of Umbrella Corp. have seen you. Until then, you are to wait here!" She turned, striding from the room. The fact that a one-way mirror had been placed between the room adjacent and mine was of little consequence. My ocular nerve began dissipating the effect, allowing me to visualize everything in the room next door. The Hyuuga was talking to someone else, a man I couldn't identify...yet. A three-dimensional picture began floating in my gaze, and I identified him easily. Name: Orochimaru. No last name given or in databanks. Status: Living. Function: Primary Analyst of the Umbrella Corp. Oversees all genetic engineering and laboratory test subjects within Umbrella. Processes taken: None to date. Threat level: None. I waited, watching as the two conversed for a second. They looked into the room, noting that I looked back at them. The man...Orochimaru, laughed for a second, and then walked by, opening the door and stepping into the room.
"Hello, X-C. Welcome...to reality!" I nodded my acknowledgment to him, and he smiled. "We have big plans for you, X-C. Please, come with me. Bring anything from here that Ms. Hyuuga has given you." I nodded again, picking up my sword and bringing it along. He stared sidelong at me. "Hmm...we'll have to get a sheath for that. You will have to choose whether or not you want it on your back or around your waist...but come, we are losing valuable time." He walked briskly towards the door in the opposite room, and I followed in his wake, passing by the girl, who bowed to us on our way out. Funny, how humans have silly customs like bowing. I didn't fully understand it. But then again, not much that humans did did I actually understand.
Next Chapter: What will the awakened being do? What is the mission? It is revealed!
