Resident Evil: Legacy

30 years after the Raccoon City incident, Umbrella Inc. was investigated by the uncorrupted parts of the government. Chris Redfield, Barry Burton, Claire Redfield, Jill Valentine, Leon Kennedy and many others were hailed as heroes the world over for helping to expose the conspiracy. Umbrella Inc. was shut down for good, and all the labs were destroyed. Unfortunetly, the T-Virus and G-Virus still survived. Sold to a small pharmaceutical company for a million dollars a piece, they went on being used as weapons in various wars. Umbrella's 'Tyrant' was perfected under the name 'Gilgamesh' and used as a super soldier. The company that created Gilgamesh was known as Legacy Enterprises.

Like Umbrella, Legacy wanted the world. They wanted to become more than just the friendly neighbourhood manufacturor of cold medicines, and aquisition of the T-Virus and G-Virus was just the way to show the rest of the world how tough they really were. Also like Umbrella, on the surface Legacy made medicines, manufactured computers, and did medical research into the world's biggest diseases. Underneath, they reasearched military technologies such as Gilgamesh and created superhuman beings unlike the world had ever seen. Even better than Umbrella's creations. Legacy's mocking words toward Umbrella were : Less a Mess, More a Man.

There were people against Legacy's new aquisition. Employees who didn't like the idea of cloning humans, or testing on animals. They ened up as test subjects, themselves. Just as brainless, just as powerful. One such woman, named Allison, survived the testing. This is her story...

Allison Jones worked at Legacy for five years. She started as an intern at the age of 15. She was a vegetarian and she didn't like animal testing or any type of lab work. Which is why she landed work at the front desk, as Legacy's secretary. The office she worked in was large, bright, and smelled like new paint. She liked it that way. She was hoping she would stay at that office for a while, never going into the labs. She hated the labs. They smelled like fermaldihide, and it was filled with the rotting corpses of various animals. God knows why they didn't throw them away. Allison also had a mean streak, as well. She hated the lab workers, and if one of them showed up late, she would just give them the finger and say something snooty.

One day, Allison came back from her lunch break and sat behind her desk. An odd smell started coming from the direction of the labs. Allison almost puked, it smelled like rotting flesh. A man in a white suit ran up to her. "Ma'am, are you Allison Jones?" he asked.

"Yes, I am." said Allison. "What's wrong?"

"We have had an accident with a dead animal. We would like your help to sweep him up."

Allison almost puked again. "Clean...him...up?" she asked

"Yes ma'am. Please, put this on." the man handed Allison a respirator.

Allison carefully put it on and followed the man down the hall toward the lab. There was no smell, but she could just picture a rotting dog in the middle of the floor. As they walked, it seemed as if there was no dead animal. In fact, there wasn't. The man in the white coat lead Allison into a lab. Allison looked around. "So, where is this animal?" she asked in disgust.

"It's you..."said the man pointing at Allison.

The man quickly shoved Allison onto a metal operating table and strapped her down. She struggled to get loose, but it wasn't any good. "Damn it! Let me go!" she yelled.

The man wasn't listening. He was prepping her for something. He cut off her shirt so she was only in her bra and he attatched some electrodes to her body. "IF THIS IS SOME KIND OF PERVERTED GAME, CUT IT OUT! YOU WON'T GET AWAY WITH THIS!" Allison yelled.

The man held up a large needle and put it into her arm. He injected the contents into Allison's arm and she began get get woozy. She heard the heart monitor....Beep...beep...beeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeep....