Umbrella Facility, Moscow- 01:06pm (American time)

Evelyn Maxwell's POV

I held my Smith & Wesson close to my body, while I held one of my 12 gauge shotguns. Wesker stood close to me, while clutching his bleeding neck and aiming his borrowed Smith & Wesson 629. This floor was dark; the panel lights above us had been clawed at and were covered in blood. Soon the unmistakable moaning of the undead filled the room. Ada fired off her gun first, soon bullet flew everywhere. Suddenly marred hands grabbed me from all angles, I tried to pull away but the heavy dead bodies which belonged to those arms soon piled on top of me. I pulled out my combat knives and began to cut away the limbs like vines. Finally I broke upwards out of the hoard and began to shoot a bullet into each and every one of the infected brains below me. Suddenly something moved behind me and swung my leg around, onto to feel it being caught. Wesker emerged from the darkness behind me bloody, and smirking.

I quickly twisted away from him to see more infected coming our way, Chris looked to me and nodded, "Move it!" I began to run forward but then Wesker pulled my feet away from the floor and carried me through the shambling undead. The large sinister smirk etched across his pale lips, showed his bleach white teeth, as we ran through the undead. Finally we reached the stairs. As soon as we reached the doors leading to the stairs Wesker lowered me to the floor, he looked over his shoulder and smirked, "Run, Evelyn, run!" He chuckled deeply as he forced the doors closed behind him. I turned away and ran hard up the stairs. Wesker quickly caught up with my human form; suddenly a harsh electronic voice rang out, "Five minutes until purge, in counting." I looked at Wesker who ran next to me with his signature smirk twisting on his lips. "Everyone run!" Chris screamed out from. The first floor was once again empty, from the living and the undead.

Ada quickly slammed the bypass codes into the pad, causing the door to side open revealing the dank hospital second sub level basement. I looked over my shoulder to see the Undead shambling after us. Wesker grabbed my waist and ran with me into the basement. The doors slide quickly closed, suddenly the bright white umbrella facility doors were shielded by another set of thick grey metal doors. Chris began to run up the thick concrete steps, his hand clutched at his sisters as he dragged her up the steps. I ran up in front of Wesker, as all of us silently counted down the purge. We ran up into the main hospital, all of us painting heavily. I quickly filed out from the hospital; Chris pulled his glass tablet from his pocket and quickly called someone, "Yorik get to the north general hospital now!" We moved through the delivery entrance and out into the streets of Moscow. "Five, four, three, two, one." Ada spoke out loud as the facility finally purged. Suddenly the ground underneath the hospital began to move. The pavement underneath our feet cracked open and slammed together, suddenly dust flew up as the hospital began to collapse. I couldn't see anything as the brick dust flew up into my vision, "Evelyn!" The dust cleared to show a large wall of the facility began to fall in our direction. Chris, Clair, Ada and Leon quickly cleared the crash area, as I began to run, something wrapped itself around my body as the huge concrete wall fell.

The idea that I may have just died came into my mind as when I opened my eyes all I saw was black. Suddenly a body shifted around me, and began to push upwards, I heard the concrete above us crack and fall apart. The person's arms wrapped around my body, and pulled me up from the rubble, the bright winter light hurt my eyes, but as my vision began to focus, I saw people gathered around the area of the hospital in shock. I looked up to see Albert Wesker holding my body against his, I looked around to see Chris and Leon waving us towards them, and with inhuman sped Wesker slipped us into the car, which quickly sped off into the city of Moscow.

We passed ambulances and fire engines as we sped towards a location. My head felt very light as I looked around the car; suddenly it felt like I had been stabbed. I slowly raised my head to see a shattered pieces of rod impaled straight through my calf and thing of my right leg. "Yorik get us to that hotel now!" the car moved fasted as Chris looked into my eyes, "You'll be ok." He tried to say soothingly, I chuckled lightly. As I leaned my head back onto the shoulder of Albert Wesker, I smirked and kept chuckling. My blood slowly leaked from my body with a dulled patter against the leather car seats. I felt numb towards what was happening towards me. I was rushed into a well lavished yet silent lobby of a hotel, the yellow gold painted fixtures. Soon I was carried into an elevator which led us up to a very large pent house suite.

I was laid down on a push white bed, soon turning a deep red colour with my blood. Chris ushered his sister, and Ada from the room, He grasped Leon's arm who struggled against him, and Chris looked at me one more time, before closing the door behind him. My head lulled to the side to see Wesker walked towards my right leg, he pressed his hand against the torn flesh and quickly ripped the piece of metal from me. I screamed out, my fists bunched up the blooded sodden sheets beneath me. He ripped the other piece of metal from my legs, my back arched in pain as I cried out once again. Wesker pulled away his blood spattered black glasses to look at me. A thin sheen of sweat had covered my body, as it trembled with pain. Wesker walked up to me and pulled out one of my combat knives from my holster. He moved back towards my leg and he raised the knife, my eyes widened, he was going to kill me.

The blade sliced into his hardened skin. He kept the blade in place so the wound wouldn't heal, as his blood trickled into my wounds, I could feel my muscle and flesh begin to knit together with a burning sensation which caused my body to shudder with pain. He moved himself up to me face and looked at me with his bright crimson eyes, "Pull your body suit over the shoulders and arms and lie on your front." He growled as he kept the blade firmly pressed into his skin. My body felt slow and lethargic as I pulled my body suit way from my torso. I lay myself slowly on my front. I felt his cold blood drip into my bite wound, causing my back to arch again as the skin knitted together quickly, his blood slowly moved to my torn arms, allowing the skin to heal quickly yet causing the overwhelming burning sensation to course through my body.

My body shook with shock from the burning sensation I was suffering from. The sensation intensified as more of his blood coursed through my system. I looked at him as he removed the blade from his skin, allowing the skin to knit back together. My body twisted in agony, I cried out in pain as my body ached for death. My nails tore at my skin, as I hoped for relief that would never come. Wesker moved towards the door and locked it shut, I growled and screamed. Soon I heard Leon's voice, "Evelyn! Evelyn! Wesker you bastard open this door!" my eyes began to close, as tears over came my blurring vision, as the pain began to drown out any voice which tried to contact me. Soon just the burning sensation remained, and yet my body could do nothing but wait for the end.

Albert Wesker's POV

I looked down at the woman before me. Her body lay perfectly still, as the prototype virus over took her system. "Wesker open this door!" I smirked and undid the small locked on the door and opened it to reveal a rather rugged looking Agent Kennedy, "What the Fuck have you done to her!?" I chuckled and grasped his neck and raised him into the air, "I've saved her Agent Kennedy, something that you and your friends could not do for her." I dropped the man and reached for my shaded glasses. "Do not try and patronise me Agent Kennedy, it will not work." I turned around to see Leon sitting on the edge of the blood soaked bed. He grasped her limp hand hoping that she would squeeze it back, "Is she dead?" I rubbed my fingers over my temples and looked at Evelyn's steadily rising and falling chest, "No, she's resting Agent Kennedy. Now if you don't mine I would rather you left." He looked at me with his cold stare and then his eyes softened, "Why do I need to leave?" I growled lowly, and looked over my glasses at Agent Kennedy, "Because I need to make sure she makes it through these next few hours, if she dies within two hours of receiving a large amount of the prototype virus, she will not come back like me, and she will be dead Agent Kennedy." Agent Kennedy looked down at Evelyn and slowly bent down to kiss her cheek. I clenched my hands into fists; he soon ended the small kiss and left the room. I finally slammed my fist against the white table, and let out a low growl.

I slowly lowered myself to edge of Evelyn's bed and dropped my black shaded glasses onto the plush carpet floor and looked over her body, she was covered in drying blood, but her wounds were healing at a now dramatic pace. Her chest was still steadily rising and falling. Her eyes moved under her purple tinted eye lids. I moved off the bed and smirked as I reminded myself of the first time we met.

Umbrella training facility, Edinburgh, Great Britain- 18th July 1996- Two years before the raccoon city incident

I couldn't understand why William Birkin was so worried about what measures would be taken if a biohazard outbreak did occur. I walked down the halls of this umbrella corporation training centre, and looked out of the wide glass walls to see the physical training of the umbrella corporation soldiers. These men and women were conditioned to be the best body guards and soldiers in history. But I wasn't here to see the average umbrella soldiers and guards. I was here to see the biohazard containment soldiers, I heard they had gained a nick name, "the umbrella mercenaries." A smirked and followed one of the elite trainers, "Why are you here Dr Wesker?" I pushed my black shaded glasses further onto my nose and chuckled, "My Friend Dr William Birkin wants my view on the biohazard control team." The man nodded and continued to walk down the bleach white halls lining us.

Soon we came to a large bleach white door which held the Umbrella Corporation logo; I smirked and pushed my black shaded glasses further up my nose. The man's fingers nimbly typed the code, causing gears to switch and turn inside the door, "Dr Wesker, meet the Biohazard control team." The doors opened fully to reveal, men averaging at a height of six foot four inches. They battled against each other; our presents didn't perturb them in any way. Their blows accurate and thought through, suddenly a much smaller character moved through the battling men. She was at least a foot shorter than most of the men. The men's concentration finally broke, as she moved throughout them. She held a dark smirk on her lips as she looked at each of the men in front of her. "Who is she may I ask?" the man chuckled besides me and looked out wards and into the training facility, "That is Evelyn Maxwell, she is the leader of this task force." My eyes widened slightly. How could such a small woman be the leader of an elite task force, "Jones get your ass up here!" she called out, with a wide smirk, the men chuckled at the man moving towards the young woman, "You're gonna get your ass kick Jonesy boy!" one man called out.

The man, Jones, towered above the woman. But she didn't move from her position she just looked up at the older man. The trainer by my side stepped forward and into the training arena, "One rule, don't kill him Evelyn." She smirked showing off her large canines, which peered over her plumb coloured lips. She nodded at the trainer and then moved her face towards the man in front of her, "Good luck jones." The trainer said with a serious tone, the large man nodded and smirked at the young woman in front of him, "This time you're going down." Evelyn chuckled; deeply causing my own smirked to grow larger, "The fight may begin!" the trainer called out, and moved away from the two fighters. Suddenly a large sound rang out, music began to play out throughout the training facility, "Go on Evelyn, fuck him up!" the other men lining the training room walls began to cheers as slowly Evelyn and this man Jones began to circle each other.

Jones was the first to lunge; I leaned against the white wash wall and watched on in amazement. Evelyn's small body darted away from the charging bulk of a man, she leaped onto his back and dug her elbow into his spine, he growled out and grabbed for her, only causing her to hook her arms around his neck. His hands moved from trying to grab her to clawing at her chocking hands. Suddenly he twisted around and slammed her body into a wall. She moved off him body and slid between his legs, as he turned towards the wall she had been thrown against. Her hands balled up into fists, she lunged forward and threw multiple blows into the ribs of the muscled man in front of smirk turned slowly into a smile of delight as with each strike she made, the cracking of the man's ribs rang out. He didn't have time to react as she swung her leg into his broken side, his body slammed into the floor.

Evelyn smirked down at the man, but her legs were kicked out from beneath her. Jones rolled on top of her and wrapped his large meaty hands around her throat; his eyes were filled with rage as he slammed her head into the hard training ground beneath them. Her eyes slowly closed, as her skin began to take on a blue hue. The room became silent, except for Jones grunts. He slowly began to move away from her body. She wasn't moving, the trainer stepped forward, into the ring towards Jones, "What have you done!" the trainers face was red with anger. The bloody and battered face of Jones stared down in shock at the dead body in front of him. I looked at the body of the young woman, her chest didn't rise and fall, and her eyes lids didn't flicker. Suddenly Evelyn darted up and lunged out clawed hands fist. Her nails slashed into the skin of Jones skin, blood spattered the floor of the training halls. Jones tried to run, but her nails just hooked into his bleeding skin. An alien feeling flooded my body, admiration.

The animalistic brutality she held was immense and powerful, "Evelyn Stop!" She raised her hand up in a fist for a final damaging blow. She looked over her shoulder to her trainer. She moved off the crippled body and Jones, and stood looking down at him. "Do not challenge me again Jones, you won't be as lucky." Jones whimpered, and tried to move his broken body away from the woman. Her eyes flickered to the men surrounding her, "Lance go and get a medic, for Evelyn and Jones." Soon claps began to ring out through the training room. Evelyn didn't greet these cheers, she moved away from her adoring men towards her trainer, "You knew this would happen." she growled out under her breath. The trainer shook his head, "All I knew was that Jones wanted pay back, and I knew you would teach him a lesson." Her eyes moved from her trainer to me. I smirked at her, "Who is he?" she didn't address me directly, as she looked wearily at me, "This is Dr Albert Wesker, he works with Dr William Birkin." She nodded; suddenly she spluttered causing dark crimson blood to escape her mouth. She wiped the back of her hand across her lips, "Why are you here Dr Wesker?" she whipped her hand causing her blood to spill onto the cold floor.

I stared at the blood for a moment longer then looked back down at the woman in front of me, "I'm here to see you and your team." She nodded as she looked over me with her bright grey eyes, "If you wish, we can go to my office and we can talk about me and my team if you wish." I smirked down at the woman below me, her eyes held a darkness which I wanted to possess. She walked past me and towards a set of glass panelled rooms, she opened one of the few doors and entered one of these rooms, "She is the best person to talk to about this team, she knows their skill range and what kind of team they are." I chuckled and looked at the trainer, "How did she become the leader of this team?" the trainer looked at me with a small amused smile, "I picked her, she used to be a mercenary, I knew that she had skills that would be a benefit in an elite team." I nodded and looked back to the glass office which Evelyn entered.

I nodded to the trainer and moved away from the training hall. I walked through the halls and into the glass office which Evelyn entered. I entered silently, as Evelyn had her back to me. I heard a quiet patter from Evelyn's direction; I looked around her form to see dark droplets of blood drip from her neck. She looked at me over her shoulder and drew a tight lipped smirk. Small curved marks lined her neck; Jones had pierced her skin when he had choked her. "What do you want to know?" she turned her body to face me, as she slowly moved her body into her chair behind her desk. I moved forward and relaxed my body into the chair in front of her.

Her blood slowly trailed over her collar bone and over the tops of her breast, and between the small valley. I gulped hard, and moved my eyes away from the flowing blood. I smirked widely this woman in front of me, "I'm just here to reassure my fried Dr Birkin, that everything is fine if a biohazard outbreak does occur." She chuckled, and began to wipe away the blood trails that lined her throat and chest, "well your friend should be well assured, that in case of a biohazard outbreak we have been trained in every combat imaginable to deal with it." My smirk grew larger, I dug my hand into my suit jacket pocket and pulled out a dark red cloth, I gestured it towards Evelyn who smiled tightly and quickly grasped it from my hand.

She pressed it against her throat, "I'm sure my friend will be well assured when I tell him about what I had witnessed today, but may I ask, why did the so called, Jones want to fight you Miss Maxwell?" I smirked widely again as a smirk slipped onto her own lips, she dabbed at the small curved cut until the pressure stopped the bleeding, she gingerly handed the bloody cloth back to me, "Because during training a few weeks ago, we were all put into pair, and one thing led to another and he was knocked unconscious." She chuckled deeply, as she laced her hands underneath her chin, "From then on he's been waiting to prove that he's better than me." she shrugged and looked at me with her light grey eyes, "Well, I must say you are impressive Miss Maxwell." She nodded slowly, as her smirk faded, "Be sure to reassure Dr Birkin that everything is under control here." My lips fastened tight as she looked away from me and moved from her seat, "I will make sure to do so Miss Maxwell." She nodded and pursed her lips tight; she moved towards the office door and opened it quickly.

I moved out of my seat and smirked largely at the young woman, "This has been an interesting meeting Miss Maxwell, we must meet under better circumstances next time dear heart." She nodded and looked me dead in the eye, "I agree Dr Wesker, it was pleasant meeting you." I quickly grabbed her hand, and studied the marred blood upon it. Her eyes narrowed at me, as I flipped her hand over, I gently pressed a light kiss against the bloody skin on the back of her hand and allowed the cold blood to coat my lips. "The pleasure has been all mine Evelyn." I slowly lowered her hand back to her side and gave a curt nod. The glass door slammed shut behind me, causing me to chuckle, "Until next time Evelyn Maxwell." I said to myself as my tongue ran around my lips, tasting Evelyn's blood, causing my smirk to grow darker.