Ok Ok! Authors note! This is one of my first fics! So sorry if it doesn't
fit your requirements. -_-; anyway, I don't own anything related to Capcom
or any Resident Evil merchandise! So don't sue me please! ^_^ well.please
read and enjoy!
"Shadow of a Mortal"
The Immune system provides a defense against foreign materials that enter the Mammalian body. Important parts of this defense system are Lymphocytes that make up two groups, lymph. Trypsin, and lymph. Thymus. These two combine to create an antibody or antigen capable of migrating through the body to attack foreign cells such as viruses, bacteria, or other harmful tissues. We at Umbrella have somewhat reversed this process. Currently we have injected a prototype of a new antigen using a "modified" version of the human body's own natural lymphocytes. This antigen, which we have named Shadow of a Mortal or S.O.M., attacks all of the body's cells and destroys human tissue while spreading a virus, rendering the body incapacitated or on a coma like state for and average of 180 minutes, while it infects the entire body. After this process is completed the body should awake, leaving the test subject mindless but alive. We always knew that the chemicals used to make our antigen (S.O.M.) were very fickle when it came to the composition and could easily mutate, but we didn't know that the outcome could be so hideous. ~Michael Watkins
A loud male voice cracks the eerie silence, "What the hell is that supposed to mean?". A beam of light searches for the voice, and eventually finds him. His eyes squinted as he looked into the light. Blake Ryan was one of the younger members of the team and less experienced. Twenty-five, 5'11, light brown hair, beautiful blue eyes, and built. He was every girls dream come true. As the flashlight beam moved closer another voice pierced the silence, a softer more friendly voice. "What did'ya find?". Dream boy's flashlight found the woman in the darkness. The shadows played on her bringing out the smooth contours of her face. She was dressed in what looked like a gray military uniform, with her name stitched onto the right top pocket. Julia Summers was 5'7, had dark brown hair, bright blue eyes and a personality to match them. Suddenly the room was filled with light and hummed with a soft electric sound. ~*~*~*~*~*~
"Shadow of a Mortal"
The Immune system provides a defense against foreign materials that enter the Mammalian body. Important parts of this defense system are Lymphocytes that make up two groups, lymph. Trypsin, and lymph. Thymus. These two combine to create an antibody or antigen capable of migrating through the body to attack foreign cells such as viruses, bacteria, or other harmful tissues. We at Umbrella have somewhat reversed this process. Currently we have injected a prototype of a new antigen using a "modified" version of the human body's own natural lymphocytes. This antigen, which we have named Shadow of a Mortal or S.O.M., attacks all of the body's cells and destroys human tissue while spreading a virus, rendering the body incapacitated or on a coma like state for and average of 180 minutes, while it infects the entire body. After this process is completed the body should awake, leaving the test subject mindless but alive. We always knew that the chemicals used to make our antigen (S.O.M.) were very fickle when it came to the composition and could easily mutate, but we didn't know that the outcome could be so hideous. ~Michael Watkins
A loud male voice cracks the eerie silence, "What the hell is that supposed to mean?". A beam of light searches for the voice, and eventually finds him. His eyes squinted as he looked into the light. Blake Ryan was one of the younger members of the team and less experienced. Twenty-five, 5'11, light brown hair, beautiful blue eyes, and built. He was every girls dream come true. As the flashlight beam moved closer another voice pierced the silence, a softer more friendly voice. "What did'ya find?". Dream boy's flashlight found the woman in the darkness. The shadows played on her bringing out the smooth contours of her face. She was dressed in what looked like a gray military uniform, with her name stitched onto the right top pocket. Julia Summers was 5'7, had dark brown hair, bright blue eyes and a personality to match them. Suddenly the room was filled with light and hummed with a soft electric sound. ~*~*~*~*~*~