Promo-
Elf-Hello again this is another Resident Evil Fan fic set a few years after the Resident Evil Games/movies/books or what have you.
Wesker- You mean I'm not in this?
Elf- Yes.
Wesker- Splendid…I mean that's too bad.
Elf- A vacation would be nice.
Wesker- You know what else would be nice? Watching Oprah with out being disturbed.
I DO NOT OWN ANYTHING BY CAPCOM!!!! THEY OWN RESIDENT EVIL AND ALL THE CHARCACTERS!
Prologue:
Years later, after the happenings in Raccoon City, the U.S. has declared the to have absolutely no traces of the T-virus or G-virus. Slowly people have returned to Raccoon City and even the Umbrella Corporation has come back under strict watch by the government. After 6 years since people have returned, and the U.S. took the Umbrella Corp. off their probation. Bad idea. Not only did yet another virus break out but also this virus is the most aggressive one yet. It infects the host just like the T-virus but it is able to problem solve and evaluate a situation like any human, it takes a while for the virus to show any sign it is in the body and once it is, it is too late for treatment. The host's flesh rots away and it looks to everyone as an enemy. The person kills and destroys all it its path.
How did this epidemic get out and turn Raccoon City back into a nightmare? Inside Umbrella, a scientist, in the hope of finding a cure for the T and G- virus instead made this new virus but was ordered to abandon the project. Like always, He didn't. Locking away one night a thief broke into the lab stealing the vial and other chemicals releasing the virus to the world.
"Thanks a lot." The scientist muttered sarcastically after going over his mental record of what has happened in the last week, or was it days? He couldn't remember at all. He lay on the floor slumped against the lab wall. 10:32pm the clock read hanging at an odd angle just to taunt him. Almost daring him to stand and fix it, but knew better as soon as he stood one of those 'things' would notice and come in here and that would be the end. He didn't want to waste time just sitting here and starving to death either. With that thought he slowly sat up just enough to get into a near by cupboard. As he opened the little door it gave a loud squeal piercing the silence. Stopping, on a reflex to the sound, he listened to make sure the 'things' didn't hear it either. About to open the door even further he heard a thump that sounded much closer than he would like it to be. Forcing himself to turn around his left eye met the claw of a horribly mutated zombie.
Dum dum dum! Cliffhanger! Hope this is better than my first one see you in chapter one where we meet a S.T.A.R.S member, and a bunch of others!
Love and Peace!
-Hyper Elf.