Lost Findings
Note: As most would see, these are original characters (except for Elza, damn how I wanted to play that version, and some characters, who have brief appearances). Other than that, Resident Evil, or Bio Hazard, belongs to Capcom.
Chapter 1
Somewhere on Antarctica...
"How are the preparations going?"
"Smoothly. Better than usual. Even the higher-ups can't do a good of a job as this. I mean, their placement of labs across the globe was pretty careless. Look at what happened to Raccoon City."
"It still amazes me how they were able to cover THAT up. If anyone suspected Umbrella of anything, we'd all be out of jobs. Probably even in jail."
"The higher-ups have their ways. No one's suspicious, no matter how many we've killed."
The double doors slid open and a woman emerged. All the voices halted as she entered.
Terra Berkeley stood tall in the main lab center. Hands on her hips and chin held up high, she was a symbol of what a good leader really was. She was to make sure this lab didn't repeat the fate of the others...
"How much longer until the experiment commences?" she asked briskly.
"Another five minutes, ma'am," said a scientist. "Just herding up the last of the test subjects."
"Well, get to it. It shouldn't take this long."
"Yes, ma'am." The scientist picked up the pace.
Terra smirked. She was getting millions of dollars from Umbrella for doing this. And once the new virus was tested for real, then she would get her millions, and sit up top in the higher branches of Umbrella.
"We're ready," said a scientist.
"Don't dawdle. Send them in."
They looked from the gigantic catwalk onto the room below. They were separated from the room by thick glass.
Seven people were pushed into the room. They huddled together, shivering in fear.
Terra picked up the intercom mic. "Greetings, my guests. I hope you've enjoyed your stay. But now it's coming to an end. You prayed pathetically for a rescue, but none is coming. So sit back and relax, because within the next fifteen seconds, you're all gonna die." She nodded to the scientists. "Throw the switch."
One did. The room below them filled with gray mist. The people scrambled and screamed, coughing on the mist, and pounding on the door.
Terra nodded again. The scientist flipped the switch again. The mist was gone. Four people lay dead.
Not for long. Within moments, they were on there feet, groaning for the taste of flesh. The remaining three tried to get away, but there was no escape. The zombies were on them, tearing the flesh off them.
Terra directed her attention to a scientist, not at all fazed by the agonizing screams from below. "Well, that's all of them. Is the new virus all prepped now?"
The scientist shook his head. "I'm sorry, ma'am. I believe the higher-ups still want more proof that this virus is steady."
"Dammit! That means we'll have to find more people." She turned to a scientist. "Do you know of any survivors of Raccoon City? I doubt there's any citizens left. Once the virus was let loose, they sealed off the town."
"Several, in fact," answered the scientist. He held up a file folder. "There's one who's well known. She's a professional daredevil motorcyclist. Elza Walker. Apparently, she left the city about days after the mansion incident."
"I see...find her. She'll be a special guinea pig. And search for more people."
"Yes ma'am."
Los Angles...
Elza Walker picked up the newspaper. Then dropped it. Then picked it up again.
She still couldn't believe it. It was a great shock on what happened to Raccoon City. At least to everyone, but her.
She knew something was wrong. It sounds too weird that a group of professionals, STARS, had reported the presence of B-rated movie monsters. No one believed them. But she did. And since Umbrella ran that town, who knows what else they had in mind.
Elza was a collage student. She made sure she got transferred to a collage FAR away.
Her friends thought it was stupid she was leaving.
"Elza, those are just rumors!"
"How can you believe such a childish story?"
"Soon, you'll see nothings wrong and will want to transfer back."
But something was wrong. No matter how many times she told her friends to get out while they still could, they didn't listen. Now they were all dead.
And on top of that, Umbrella had managed to cover it up yet again...
Elza walked over to her mirror, and looked herself over. She was tall, with blond hair and blue eyes. She wore her biker outfit, which she'd worn in Raccoon. It clung to her like a second skin, but she didn't mind. She needed to take her mind off things. Maybe a good ride would help...
She grinned at that. Motorcycles were her passion. She loved riding them, and preferred them to cars. And as a professional daredevil motorcyclist, nothing seemed to scare her.
There was a loud thud at her apartment door. Elza finished tying her boots, and went to the door. She looked out.
A bunch of angry-looking men in strange uniforms stood there. She knew that meant trouble.
She was right. She jumped back as her door collapsed with another loud thud. Obviously, anyone in earshot was ignoring this.
"Elza Walker?" said one. Elza felt her eyes widen as she saw the symbol for Umbrella on his uniform. On all the uniforms.
Elza took a step back. "What do you want?"
"You're coming with us." The soldier started towards her.
Elza readied her fists. "Leave me alone. I'm not going anywhere with you!!"
The soldiers rushed her. Elza tried to fight them off, but one of the soldiers struck her in the head with the butt of his gun. She fell into a painful unconsciousness.
Washington D.C...
"As you see, close to fifty people have disappeared over the last few months. All of whom had no family, and no one would know where they lived."
Hiro Kumiya flipped through the file folder in front of him. The young Japanese-American narrowed his eyes at his superior. "This doesn't tell me much. It's like they vanished into thin air."
"Exactly. Not much is known about the disappearances, but..." the older man leaned across his desk. "I have proof that Umbrella is behind it."
"Umbrella? You've must be kidding. There's no way I can infiltrate an Umbrella facility. It gives me shivers when I think of the stuff they do..."
"You must understand, Kumiya. You're the only one in this branch that believes that Umbrella is corrupt. Besides me. That's why I need you to go into the lab."
"But it's Antarctica. Once I get there, how the hell am I gonna get out of here?! Even more, how the hell do I get there?!"
His superior slid a long piece of paper across the desk. "This paper is an invitation on a cruise. It's given out to a select number of people. Umbrella is behind it. You can get to their lab via this."
Hiro took the slip. "Okay, fine. But how am I gonna get out of there?"
"First, find out what the hell they're doing. Second, is something IS going on, save all computer data onto a disc. That way, we'll have proof in what they're doing. Thirdly, once you get to a transmitter, contact me. I'll send in rescue. And if you can, save some of the people."
"...Yessir. When do I leave?"
"Look at the invitation."
He complied. "In two days."
"You'll be leaving then."
London...
"So you see, I need you to do this."
Erika Harrison tapped her foot impatiently. "If you're so desperate, why don't you send in an armada of STARS? Why just me?"
"You're our best scout. We need to know what is going-"
Erika slammed her fist onto the table. "Frankly, I'm getting sick of the way you guys do things. In Raccoon, you abandoned your finest because Umbrella gave you millions to do so. There's no honor in that. And the only reason I agreed to meet you was that you'd give a good enough reason as to why you let all this shit happen. You never mentioned this."
Her superior sighed, trying not to glare at the twenty-seven year old African American woman in front of him. "Erika, I'm pleading with you. Please do this. So many others will die if you don't..."
"So many HAVE died because of YOUR greed!!" She straightened. "But...it's my duty to help civilians. So I accept. But when I come back, I expect a huge promotion!!"
"I'll see what I can do. Thank you."
Erika left him, still looking over the invitation. Stupid superiors, always making others make up for their mistakes...
Elza stirred. She opened her eyes. Her vision was hazy...
She sat quickly. Where the hell is this?!?!
She was in a large square room. The sides facing the outside of the room were lined with long, thick windows. She was seated on a cot in the corner. A door was to her right.
"Elza Walker," said someone. Elza looked up to see an intercom. "Welcome to my facility. I must say it's a pleasure meeting one of Raccoon City's survivors. You will be of use to me in a special experiment. And don't think someone's going to come rescue you. This facility is in the northern plain of Antarctica. And those idiots at the UN don't give a damn about it. Half support Umbrella, and half don't. So they're stuck. And so are you. I hope you enjoy your stay. I'll see you later."
Elza jumped to her feet. She went to the door, and pulled on the handle. Locked. Electronically locked.
She cursed, then kicked the door. She wasn't all that hyper about the "special" experiment. She knew it would kill her.
Dammit, they're going to make me a zombie probably! And in Antarctica, no less! I knew there was something wrong with Umbrella. Damn, those idiots should've listen to STARS...
Elza had no fear. But just the thought of being a zombie was chilling enough. She had to get out of there.
Two days later...
Hiro showed his invitation. The guard put on a fake smile, and then stepped aside. When he on the ship, he counted as many people as he could. Twenty-five, twenty-six...
Close to fifty people. Hiro knew there was no way he could save this many people on his own. He silently cursed his superior for giving him this assignment by himself.
"Good morning everyone," said someone over the intercom. "We'll be leaving shortly. I hope you enjoy this cruise."
Hiro looked at the excited faces. If he were they, he'd already be suspicious. But he knew too much. His training as a FBI agent taught him that.
He didn't look like a FBI agent. He wore blue jeans, a white T-shirt, and a blue jean jacket. He had a gun strapped to his leg, but it didn't show. He knew he would have to use it.
He talked with several people, each very happy to be on a cruise. He felt sorry for them. He knew he could rescue some of them, but not all of them.
"So, where are you from, missy?"
Erika put her feet on the table. "I'm from Minnesota, but I work in Britain."
The man laughed. "Boy, you're lucky. I'm just an average truck driver. I've been everywhere in the US, but I'd like to go other places. It takes my mind off of things." He suddenly looked distant. "My wife died in a car accident last year. She was all I had. I can get by each day, but..."
Erika patted his arm. "I'm sorry..."
"No, no. Don't worry about me. I'm glad I'm on this cruise. I can get away from everything and live again..." He put on a smile. "What did you say your name was?"
"Erika Harrison."
"Nice name. I'm Tyler Arlmine. Just an average old man---"
Suddenly, there was a shout from below. Erika left the table and walked to the balcony. She saw people running and coughing as gas filled the room.
Shit, Umbrella WAS behind this!! She thought.
The gas floated up to her. Tyler was on his feet. "What's going on?!"
Erika grabbed him and dragged him to the nearest door. "We gotta run!!!"
She tugged on the handles. They were locked tightly.
"Shit!!!!" she knelt down and dug into one of her tall boots. She was looking for her gun.
She didn't have time to draw it. The gas was there and it surrounded them. Erika choked and gagged on it before she lost consciousness.
Hiro kicked at the door, but it wouldn't budge. People were collapsing all around him, passing out from the gas.
It soon got to him and he found himself coughing on it.
Dammit, this isn't how I planned it!!! He thought before he past out.
Elza paced around the cell, ignoring the guard who was watching her from the other side of the glass. This was annoying.
What's going on?! She wondered. They could've killed me by now!! How big IS this experiment?!
Erika woke to an ache in her arms. Then she realized that she was handcuffed, her hands behind her back.
She sat up, but was met by the barrel of a semi-automatic machine gun.
"Get back down!!" the soldier growled. Erika complied, feeling dizzy.
The soldiers were nudging people awake. Erika looked down the two long rows of people, looking for Tyler. She saw a soldier kick him in the ribs as a way of waking him up.
"Hey," someone hissed. Erika looked to her left. A Japanese American was looking at her. "Considering how alert you are, I'm guessing you're not an average joe."
"Why?" she asked. "Are you?"
"No. The FBI sent me to investigate some disappearances. And you?"
"...STARS sent me to infiltrate the Umbrella facility."
"You're from STARS?"
"Yes, I---"
"Greetings, again," said the person over the intercom. "As all of you may know by now, this isn't a cruise. As I speak, this vessel is headed for Antarctica. Don't think you'll be rescued. Each and every one of you is going to die. So lay back and enjoy the ride, curtsey of Umbrella!!"
Everyone talked at once. Several started crying.
"I think they have us all alert now," said Erika.
"I know that," said the man, glaring at the soldiers. "And I know not everyone is gonna live."
Suddenly, they both heard two soldiers talking.
"Why does she need this many people?"
"Yeah, I know. I mean, she's already got that one girl..."
"Someone's already there?!" hissed Erika. "Oh my God. I can't imagine what they've done to her..."
"They must have big plans for her," said the man. "I hope she's still alive."
"A-CHOO!!!!!"
"Shut up!!!"
Elza wiped at her nose, then stuck her middle finger up at the guard. Damn, I hope I'm not getting a cold. Damn, what am I gonna do?! How many other people do they have here?! God, I have a bad feeling about this...
Man, I'm glad I got that started. I've had this idea for a looooooong while. I hope you all enjoyed the first chapter. Please R&R! Thanks!!
Note: As most would see, these are original characters (except for Elza, damn how I wanted to play that version, and some characters, who have brief appearances). Other than that, Resident Evil, or Bio Hazard, belongs to Capcom.
Chapter 1
Somewhere on Antarctica...
"How are the preparations going?"
"Smoothly. Better than usual. Even the higher-ups can't do a good of a job as this. I mean, their placement of labs across the globe was pretty careless. Look at what happened to Raccoon City."
"It still amazes me how they were able to cover THAT up. If anyone suspected Umbrella of anything, we'd all be out of jobs. Probably even in jail."
"The higher-ups have their ways. No one's suspicious, no matter how many we've killed."
The double doors slid open and a woman emerged. All the voices halted as she entered.
Terra Berkeley stood tall in the main lab center. Hands on her hips and chin held up high, she was a symbol of what a good leader really was. She was to make sure this lab didn't repeat the fate of the others...
"How much longer until the experiment commences?" she asked briskly.
"Another five minutes, ma'am," said a scientist. "Just herding up the last of the test subjects."
"Well, get to it. It shouldn't take this long."
"Yes, ma'am." The scientist picked up the pace.
Terra smirked. She was getting millions of dollars from Umbrella for doing this. And once the new virus was tested for real, then she would get her millions, and sit up top in the higher branches of Umbrella.
"We're ready," said a scientist.
"Don't dawdle. Send them in."
They looked from the gigantic catwalk onto the room below. They were separated from the room by thick glass.
Seven people were pushed into the room. They huddled together, shivering in fear.
Terra picked up the intercom mic. "Greetings, my guests. I hope you've enjoyed your stay. But now it's coming to an end. You prayed pathetically for a rescue, but none is coming. So sit back and relax, because within the next fifteen seconds, you're all gonna die." She nodded to the scientists. "Throw the switch."
One did. The room below them filled with gray mist. The people scrambled and screamed, coughing on the mist, and pounding on the door.
Terra nodded again. The scientist flipped the switch again. The mist was gone. Four people lay dead.
Not for long. Within moments, they were on there feet, groaning for the taste of flesh. The remaining three tried to get away, but there was no escape. The zombies were on them, tearing the flesh off them.
Terra directed her attention to a scientist, not at all fazed by the agonizing screams from below. "Well, that's all of them. Is the new virus all prepped now?"
The scientist shook his head. "I'm sorry, ma'am. I believe the higher-ups still want more proof that this virus is steady."
"Dammit! That means we'll have to find more people." She turned to a scientist. "Do you know of any survivors of Raccoon City? I doubt there's any citizens left. Once the virus was let loose, they sealed off the town."
"Several, in fact," answered the scientist. He held up a file folder. "There's one who's well known. She's a professional daredevil motorcyclist. Elza Walker. Apparently, she left the city about days after the mansion incident."
"I see...find her. She'll be a special guinea pig. And search for more people."
"Yes ma'am."
Los Angles...
Elza Walker picked up the newspaper. Then dropped it. Then picked it up again.
She still couldn't believe it. It was a great shock on what happened to Raccoon City. At least to everyone, but her.
She knew something was wrong. It sounds too weird that a group of professionals, STARS, had reported the presence of B-rated movie monsters. No one believed them. But she did. And since Umbrella ran that town, who knows what else they had in mind.
Elza was a collage student. She made sure she got transferred to a collage FAR away.
Her friends thought it was stupid she was leaving.
"Elza, those are just rumors!"
"How can you believe such a childish story?"
"Soon, you'll see nothings wrong and will want to transfer back."
But something was wrong. No matter how many times she told her friends to get out while they still could, they didn't listen. Now they were all dead.
And on top of that, Umbrella had managed to cover it up yet again...
Elza walked over to her mirror, and looked herself over. She was tall, with blond hair and blue eyes. She wore her biker outfit, which she'd worn in Raccoon. It clung to her like a second skin, but she didn't mind. She needed to take her mind off things. Maybe a good ride would help...
She grinned at that. Motorcycles were her passion. She loved riding them, and preferred them to cars. And as a professional daredevil motorcyclist, nothing seemed to scare her.
There was a loud thud at her apartment door. Elza finished tying her boots, and went to the door. She looked out.
A bunch of angry-looking men in strange uniforms stood there. She knew that meant trouble.
She was right. She jumped back as her door collapsed with another loud thud. Obviously, anyone in earshot was ignoring this.
"Elza Walker?" said one. Elza felt her eyes widen as she saw the symbol for Umbrella on his uniform. On all the uniforms.
Elza took a step back. "What do you want?"
"You're coming with us." The soldier started towards her.
Elza readied her fists. "Leave me alone. I'm not going anywhere with you!!"
The soldiers rushed her. Elza tried to fight them off, but one of the soldiers struck her in the head with the butt of his gun. She fell into a painful unconsciousness.
Washington D.C...
"As you see, close to fifty people have disappeared over the last few months. All of whom had no family, and no one would know where they lived."
Hiro Kumiya flipped through the file folder in front of him. The young Japanese-American narrowed his eyes at his superior. "This doesn't tell me much. It's like they vanished into thin air."
"Exactly. Not much is known about the disappearances, but..." the older man leaned across his desk. "I have proof that Umbrella is behind it."
"Umbrella? You've must be kidding. There's no way I can infiltrate an Umbrella facility. It gives me shivers when I think of the stuff they do..."
"You must understand, Kumiya. You're the only one in this branch that believes that Umbrella is corrupt. Besides me. That's why I need you to go into the lab."
"But it's Antarctica. Once I get there, how the hell am I gonna get out of here?! Even more, how the hell do I get there?!"
His superior slid a long piece of paper across the desk. "This paper is an invitation on a cruise. It's given out to a select number of people. Umbrella is behind it. You can get to their lab via this."
Hiro took the slip. "Okay, fine. But how am I gonna get out of there?"
"First, find out what the hell they're doing. Second, is something IS going on, save all computer data onto a disc. That way, we'll have proof in what they're doing. Thirdly, once you get to a transmitter, contact me. I'll send in rescue. And if you can, save some of the people."
"...Yessir. When do I leave?"
"Look at the invitation."
He complied. "In two days."
"You'll be leaving then."
London...
"So you see, I need you to do this."
Erika Harrison tapped her foot impatiently. "If you're so desperate, why don't you send in an armada of STARS? Why just me?"
"You're our best scout. We need to know what is going-"
Erika slammed her fist onto the table. "Frankly, I'm getting sick of the way you guys do things. In Raccoon, you abandoned your finest because Umbrella gave you millions to do so. There's no honor in that. And the only reason I agreed to meet you was that you'd give a good enough reason as to why you let all this shit happen. You never mentioned this."
Her superior sighed, trying not to glare at the twenty-seven year old African American woman in front of him. "Erika, I'm pleading with you. Please do this. So many others will die if you don't..."
"So many HAVE died because of YOUR greed!!" She straightened. "But...it's my duty to help civilians. So I accept. But when I come back, I expect a huge promotion!!"
"I'll see what I can do. Thank you."
Erika left him, still looking over the invitation. Stupid superiors, always making others make up for their mistakes...
Elza stirred. She opened her eyes. Her vision was hazy...
She sat quickly. Where the hell is this?!?!
She was in a large square room. The sides facing the outside of the room were lined with long, thick windows. She was seated on a cot in the corner. A door was to her right.
"Elza Walker," said someone. Elza looked up to see an intercom. "Welcome to my facility. I must say it's a pleasure meeting one of Raccoon City's survivors. You will be of use to me in a special experiment. And don't think someone's going to come rescue you. This facility is in the northern plain of Antarctica. And those idiots at the UN don't give a damn about it. Half support Umbrella, and half don't. So they're stuck. And so are you. I hope you enjoy your stay. I'll see you later."
Elza jumped to her feet. She went to the door, and pulled on the handle. Locked. Electronically locked.
She cursed, then kicked the door. She wasn't all that hyper about the "special" experiment. She knew it would kill her.
Dammit, they're going to make me a zombie probably! And in Antarctica, no less! I knew there was something wrong with Umbrella. Damn, those idiots should've listen to STARS...
Elza had no fear. But just the thought of being a zombie was chilling enough. She had to get out of there.
Two days later...
Hiro showed his invitation. The guard put on a fake smile, and then stepped aside. When he on the ship, he counted as many people as he could. Twenty-five, twenty-six...
Close to fifty people. Hiro knew there was no way he could save this many people on his own. He silently cursed his superior for giving him this assignment by himself.
"Good morning everyone," said someone over the intercom. "We'll be leaving shortly. I hope you enjoy this cruise."
Hiro looked at the excited faces. If he were they, he'd already be suspicious. But he knew too much. His training as a FBI agent taught him that.
He didn't look like a FBI agent. He wore blue jeans, a white T-shirt, and a blue jean jacket. He had a gun strapped to his leg, but it didn't show. He knew he would have to use it.
He talked with several people, each very happy to be on a cruise. He felt sorry for them. He knew he could rescue some of them, but not all of them.
"So, where are you from, missy?"
Erika put her feet on the table. "I'm from Minnesota, but I work in Britain."
The man laughed. "Boy, you're lucky. I'm just an average truck driver. I've been everywhere in the US, but I'd like to go other places. It takes my mind off of things." He suddenly looked distant. "My wife died in a car accident last year. She was all I had. I can get by each day, but..."
Erika patted his arm. "I'm sorry..."
"No, no. Don't worry about me. I'm glad I'm on this cruise. I can get away from everything and live again..." He put on a smile. "What did you say your name was?"
"Erika Harrison."
"Nice name. I'm Tyler Arlmine. Just an average old man---"
Suddenly, there was a shout from below. Erika left the table and walked to the balcony. She saw people running and coughing as gas filled the room.
Shit, Umbrella WAS behind this!! She thought.
The gas floated up to her. Tyler was on his feet. "What's going on?!"
Erika grabbed him and dragged him to the nearest door. "We gotta run!!!"
She tugged on the handles. They were locked tightly.
"Shit!!!!" she knelt down and dug into one of her tall boots. She was looking for her gun.
She didn't have time to draw it. The gas was there and it surrounded them. Erika choked and gagged on it before she lost consciousness.
Hiro kicked at the door, but it wouldn't budge. People were collapsing all around him, passing out from the gas.
It soon got to him and he found himself coughing on it.
Dammit, this isn't how I planned it!!! He thought before he past out.
Elza paced around the cell, ignoring the guard who was watching her from the other side of the glass. This was annoying.
What's going on?! She wondered. They could've killed me by now!! How big IS this experiment?!
Erika woke to an ache in her arms. Then she realized that she was handcuffed, her hands behind her back.
She sat up, but was met by the barrel of a semi-automatic machine gun.
"Get back down!!" the soldier growled. Erika complied, feeling dizzy.
The soldiers were nudging people awake. Erika looked down the two long rows of people, looking for Tyler. She saw a soldier kick him in the ribs as a way of waking him up.
"Hey," someone hissed. Erika looked to her left. A Japanese American was looking at her. "Considering how alert you are, I'm guessing you're not an average joe."
"Why?" she asked. "Are you?"
"No. The FBI sent me to investigate some disappearances. And you?"
"...STARS sent me to infiltrate the Umbrella facility."
"You're from STARS?"
"Yes, I---"
"Greetings, again," said the person over the intercom. "As all of you may know by now, this isn't a cruise. As I speak, this vessel is headed for Antarctica. Don't think you'll be rescued. Each and every one of you is going to die. So lay back and enjoy the ride, curtsey of Umbrella!!"
Everyone talked at once. Several started crying.
"I think they have us all alert now," said Erika.
"I know that," said the man, glaring at the soldiers. "And I know not everyone is gonna live."
Suddenly, they both heard two soldiers talking.
"Why does she need this many people?"
"Yeah, I know. I mean, she's already got that one girl..."
"Someone's already there?!" hissed Erika. "Oh my God. I can't imagine what they've done to her..."
"They must have big plans for her," said the man. "I hope she's still alive."
"A-CHOO!!!!!"
"Shut up!!!"
Elza wiped at her nose, then stuck her middle finger up at the guard. Damn, I hope I'm not getting a cold. Damn, what am I gonna do?! How many other people do they have here?! God, I have a bad feeling about this...
Man, I'm glad I got that started. I've had this idea for a looooooong while. I hope you all enjoyed the first chapter. Please R&R! Thanks!!