Hello everyone to the revised first Chapter. Remember, Resident Evil Belongs to CAPCOM, the dialogue between Rico and Johnson is derived from Army of Two, the U.S.S. Soldiers mentioned belong to me and this chapter is rated T for language.
Prologue: On August 4th 1986, Genetics Researchers Virgil and Trisha Stryfe gave birth to a boy they named Dante. Soon after, Spencer became paranoid about suspicions of selling information to take down Umbrella, which happened to be true, and scheduled for their termination. After doing so, Spencer and Marcus decided that their son would be an excellent test subject for T-Virus research with his unique Genetic structure.
11 years later. . . . . . .
Chapter 1: Beginnings
Location: Raccoon City, Umbrella Lab, test area A34, July 2nd 1998,.
A large squad of soldiers walked down a large hallway and into a construction zone, dim lighting the only prominent feature. The front most soldier took off his gas mask and activated his radio.
" Command, this is Echo one Foxtrot. We've arrived at the target location." A man said, only his silhouette visible.
" Roger, proceed with the capture of the target. You have one hour or we sanitize the area. Command out." The person over the man's radio said.
" Alright men, keep sharp. We need to find and capture the target. He's not to be extensively harmed, am I clear. We have 1 hour or command sanitizes the area. Acknowledged?" A man in combat fatigues said, placing on his gas mask and turning off the safety on his weapon, a Colt M4Al Assault Rifle.
" Yes Sir." The Soldiers said.
" Good. Lieutenant Price, I want you, Mitchell, Jenkins, Mikhail and Gaines to take the south block. Rico, you and Johnson remain here, keep an eye out for anything. Ryan, I want you, Grayson, Chavez, Mike, and Clark to take the West block. Lopez, Jackson, Miller, Vasquez, you're with me in the East block. Is that clear?" the man called.
" Yes Sir!" The soldiers said. They split up into their preassigned groups, and proceeded into the area. The two who were on rear guard kept an eye open, while talking to pass the time.
" Damn Jets better win on Sunday." Rico said.
" Big game huh?" Johnson said.
" Got that right. Put ten Gs on the spread." Rico responded
" Man, two years ago you didn't have two nickels to rub together, and now your risking ten grand on sports betting?"
" Hey, I win this and I can pay off my credit cards." Rico said when and Johnson heard a noise, The latter aiming his Steyr AUG assault rifle towards the source.
" Alright, we can screw around later. Just shut up and lets do our jobs." Johnson said as an oil drum fell over.
" What the hell?" Rico said, as Johnson shined the surefire flashlight of his Benelli M3 at the source of the noise. He only saw the overturned barrel and walked back over to Johnson, keeping an eye out for the target. In the shadows, a figure smiled and disappeared to continue its tirade. In the south group, the soldiers had had no luck finding their target, when they saw a figure moving in the shadows. The front most soldier, Private Clark, moved forwards slowly to investigate. After seeing nothing, he turned around, when a large rock skirted past Ryan's head, connecting with back of the soldier's head, knocking him unconscious. Ryan walked over to his unconscious teammate while the other soldiers scanning the area for an visible threat.
" Come on, lets bring him back to the entrance They proceeded towards the staging area, when they saw Price's group, unconscious and on the ground. They saw that Private Grayson's assault rifle, an H&K G36C, missing, along with one of his spare magazines. Ryan quickly looked over the area and activated his radio.
" Captain Sullivan." The soldier said, keeping an eye open.
" Lieutenant, what is it?" Sullivan responded.
" Price's team was attacked. Clark's gun is missing. I assume that the target has it. We're regrouping at the entrance right now. I advise you do the same." Ryan said.
" Roger. Watch your backs. Over and out." The Captain said, motioning for the soldiers to follow. Meanwhile, the figure had began to harass the pair of soldiers near the entrance. He then climbed up a support, and then saw another oil drum. He grabbed a rock from his pocket, and tossed it at the barrel. The rock connected flawlessly, knocking it on its side. He saw the soldier with the assault rifle walk to the barrel, and he then moved into position.
" Rico, see anything?" Johnson asked.
" No, nothing." Rico said. When he turned around a moment later, he saw that Johnson had disappeared, the only thing left was Johnson's Benelli M3 shotgun. He grabbed his radio, and right before hitting the button, he saw someone jump down, their foot connecting with his helmet. The man lay unconscious, the lenses from his gas mask busted. He heard more soldiers moving in, and checked the magazine on the G36C he'd taken from one of the unconscious soldiers, and returned to the shadows. The other soldiers then returned to the entrance, where they saw Rico lying on the ground.
" Rico, Rico Wake up." Sullivan said, pulling off his busted gas mask. The Sergeant slowly regained consciousness, and grabbed his weapon.
" Captain." Rico said, regaining consciousness.
" Rico, what the hell happened." Sullivan said.
" I walked over there to investigate a noise, and when I turned around Johnson was gone. When I was about to contact you, the target knocked me out. He was playing with us. We didn't stand a chance." Rico said. Ryan pulled Johnson from behind a concrete structure. He came to and grabbed his weapon, throwing his ruined gas mask to the ground.
" Sneaky bastard." Johnson said.
" We need to lure him. The operation's already half over." Sullivan said. Seconds later another stone connected with an already overturned barrel, making a loud metal crushing sound as it impacted into the barrel.
" Fear tactics. Men, formation." Sullivan said. The men clustered together in a large circle scanning every possible area to prevent an ambush.
" Ryan, Rico, spot him, everyone else, prepare to fire." The Captain ordered. Something moved above them, then quickly landed next to Price, delivering a blow to the man's windpipe, knocking him unconscious while dragging him into the darkness. Mitchell prepared to fire his Enfield L85A2, when the figure brandished Grayson's assault rifle, stock folded, and with a smirk pulled the trigger. The soldier could only look at he was met with a hail of gunfire, seconds later dropping to the ground. Clark fired two shots from his H&K Mark 23 SOCOM sidearm, but the figure disappeared from sight before the rounds could connect. They returned to formation and observed the area. Sullivan heard a slight noise and looked towards a nearby elevated structure, seeing their target reloading its weapon, giving them a split second opportunity.
" 1 o clock, open fire!" The captain ordered. The other soldiers began firing several shots in the figure's direction, making the figure jump from the structure and take cover behind a concrete wall, disappearing as quickly as it had appeared.
" Cease fire!" The captain said. The figure jumped from above, landing inside the defensive formation the soldiers had formed. Ryan and Miller aimed their M4s while Vasquez drew a taser. Vasquez fired while the figure leaned backwards, the prongs connecting with Miller's shoulder which sending him to the ground, convulsing violently. The figure pulled out the unconscious soldier's Assault Rifle, smashing Vasquez in the face with the now unfolded butt stock, then firing at the soldier next to him. He then threw the empty assault rifle at one of the 10 remaining soldiers, knocking him off his feet. Rico, to his left, drew a combat knife from his boot. The figure smiled, then saw the man charge at him. The soldier swung the knife, but the figure grabbed the man's arm, bending it until he dropped the knife. The figure then punched the man several times in the gut, and then grabbed the man's Glock 17 handgun from his holster, smashing the bottom into the owner's face, sending him to the ground. He leaned up again and saw the remaining nine soldiers aiming their guns at him, the red lasers crossing his chest. He put his hands up, and then dropped the gun. Seconds before it hit the ground, the figure dropped down after it, catching his enemies off guard. He grabbed it as he fell, firing several shots at the soldiers, but the shots instead connected with the barrels behind them, causing an explosion. The soldiers rose, and fired at the figure, who dodged the barrage with several back flips and a roll. The figure ran towards the soldiers, grabbing hold of the assault rifle the one soldier was holding. The figure smashed the gun into the man's face, then kicked the assault rifle from the Commander's hands. The other soldiers fired at the figure, who then pulled the pin on one of the M84 flash bang on Miller's combat vest. When the soldiers could see, over half of the remaining soldiers were unconscious.
" God dammit, get him!" Captain Sullivan said as he grabbed Rico's Steyr, as the figure grabbed an H&K USP.45 handgun off one of his prey, and fired, downing two more soldiers. The remaining 4 soldiers continued firing, but their efforts in vain. Sullivan could only watch as Ryan's gas mask was removed, the soldier receiving a blow to the temple from his own weapon. Sullivan saw Grayson and Price take out their combat knives, while the figure took the one Rico tried to use on him earlier. Sullivan swore as Rico's assault rifle clicked empty. He threw the useless weapon aside, and drew his side arm, an Umbrella Sporting Int. Magnum custom chambered for the large .50AE cartridge. The figure grabbed the arm of the nearest soldier, kicking the other in the temple knocking him unconscious as threw the one he'd been holding over him, knocking him into the wall. He turned to the Captain, holding the USP.45 from earlier. Sullivan fired three shots as the figure dodged the first two, while the third grazed the figure's arm. The figure responded, firing several shots as fast as his stolen weapon's mechanism would allow, making Sullivan take cover behind a concrete divider. The Captain reloaded and rose, and fired his entire clip at the target, hoping the volley would injure the target. The target dodged, and threw his empty handgun at Sullivan, who ducked to avoid being injured. He quickly reloaded his weapon, and rose, only to be met with a boot to the face. The figure kicked the weapon from the Captain's hand, and drew Rico's combat knife. Sullivan shielded his eyes, waiting for the inevitable, and heard the knife hit the ground next to his face. The figure stood over him, laughing.
" You loose, Captain." The figure called, and suddenly several lights turned on. Several medical personnel arrived with stretchers, carting off the injured and mostly unconscious soldiers.
" Well done, Dante. Your methods were unorthodox, but you completed your mission flawlessly. The captain did make a lucky shot though" A man said in a room overlooking the training room from a loudspeaker, referring to the wound on his arm, quickly dripping blood.
" All in a day's work Wesker. That small incident won't happen again." Dante said, walking through the door to where Wesker was.
" I'm glad it won't. Keep this up and the door of opportunity will open for you." Wesker said
" Roger. I'm going to get patched up, then rest for a bit, I've done what I needed to for today." Dante said.
" Go ahead, just make sure you check the tapes later for reference and possible improvement. Get that arm looked at too, I'd hate to have you incapacitated for a week by just a mere gunshot wound." Wesker said.
" Roger." Dante said, and started to walk to the infirmary.
" Man, more and more I question Spencer's actions. First he has abysmal protocols when dealing with his company's creations, then his choice of a lab located in the Arklay Mountains. Not in a barren desert, or a secluded forest miles from any sort of, but a small forest in the mountains only a few miles away from the home of over 100,000 people. Spencer must be asking for an outbreak. And telling from some of the things the T-virus can affect, I could have a bit of trouble fighting those things, if I were unprepared for such an occurrence. Regardless of Spencer's paranoia, he, Umbrella, and Wesker will soon pay for their mistakes." Dante thought to himself, cracking his neck.
Well, I know it was rather short, but it was the prologue, so more is to come. That's chapter 1, Read, Review, and keep an eye out for Chapter 2: Planning. Also, I will be revising more chapters, so keep an eye out. A/N: I'm asking everyone to not use this as a sort of walkthrough, because certain things in this story are slightly modified to work with my story and may not be canonical to the games.