An/ disclamer: I do not own resident evil and even though I came up with this chrikter it still belongs to them
Ok chapter one new fan fiction hop you like it but if you don't go ahed and flame me you flameing bastereds but for all you who like it thanks/
Prolog
Waking up in darkness
Where am I? he asked as he lay there floating in mid air. Am I dead? Who am I? should I be worried about something? He continued to ask his questions reputedly. Why am I here? He said as he looked around. Is this were I shall remain for eternity? And why… am I … so weak? He finished as he slipped back into unconshesness.
When he awoke it was dark very dark there was barley enuph light to make out shapes and the fact his vision was all blerey did not help and to top it all off he had a splitting head ach the size of raccoon city. Where the hell am I? He asked looking around. And who the hell am I? He asked agen as he sat forwards but fond he was strapped to the chair he was sitting in. now this is weird. He said as he looked around at the restraints pulling the restraints broke with a lot of ease. And that's even weirder. He said as he looked at the broken restraints on the floor. I can think about that later thou- he broke off as his hand glided past the spot on his head where it came aroused his head ach as he touched that he felt something crusty and dried.
Ok I am officially freaked! He stated standing up and looking around for a light switch making his way over to it was very difficult considering the fact that the room was so cluttered he tripped over several objects when he finally managed to get to it he flipped it on to see he was in a hospital like room had a bunch of exam tables, body's in the corner and a mirror (not including the chair he had been sitting in)
Now that's just what I need a good mirror! He said as he made his way over to it and looked in it, however he was scared at what he saw, his whole let corner of his face was missing you could literally see a bit of his brain. Well that is definitely not good. He stated as he brought his hand up to touch it.
After he was done examining it he noticed a small dot on his wrist it was funny because it looked like it was glowing and it was a decent sized dot, rubbing his hand over it he felt excruciating pain as something slid from the top of his wrist, flipping his wrist over he saw a thirty-five inch blade protruding from his wrist it was slightly skinny and definitely sharp enuph and strong enaf to gut, cut. And butcher anything (mines diamonds) he looked at it a moment longer (by the way think of the wrist blade that Lushen used to stab Selien with through the roof of her car in the begging of underworld one when she first fond Michel.
Looking the rest of himself over he noted the injection marks that matched the series on the tables be hid him and then he noticed the big factor about himself.
He was stark f**%in naked. Looking around he noticed a big wardrobe in the corner.
Opening it he saw several cotton and leather outfits with test subject numbers on them. Looking at his arms he saw "test subject test subject 787 name James Brog". Hay that must be my name. looking thought the clothes he found his number there was a pair of torn up boots a bandana a Wight hole filled shirt a uncomfortable pair of jeans and a tattered trench coat. ok now lets escape this hoarer house.
An/ yah that wasn't so bad so go ahead flame it tern me in to fucking burning man for all I care by the way I don't