X-17

Everyone was in the S.T.A.R.S lab, looking over the DNA evidence. When Jill shot the monster, it bled. One of the members was able to obtain the sample and get it into the lab. Claire was typing away at the computer. "Well, Chris," Claire said. "It appears that our new monster is reptilian. I am not sure if it is carrying the T-virus or not, but I'll find out soon."

"Anything else about it?"

"Not until we find more clues."

"Thanks, little sis."

"Sure, big brother." Claire said. She continued to analyze the sample while Chris talked to everyone. A reptile. Very few of Umbrella's specimens were reptilian, Chris thought. Chris told everyone about what the monster may be, and everyone was puzzled. "So," Chris said. "Our goal should be to find it and capture it or kill it." Chris looked around the room and saw on everyone's faces that they didn't want to capture it. They had to kill it. Exactly what I was thinking. We just have to start out a plan, Chris thought.

"Now," Chris said. "The creature has so far killed in the neighborhood by the park and in the woods, here." Chris said pointing on the map. "Our plan should be to investigate the area." Jill, Barry, Leon, and Ian were thinking about it. Barry had a suggestion, "How about this, Chris. We arm ourselves, set perimeters, and stand guard. If we find that reptilian freak anywhere, we make it extinct." Chris thought about it, and realized it was a great idea. There was no need to capture and research on the creature. They had to kill it.

"All right. Then let's get moving." Chris said.

Chris, Jill, Claire, Barry, and Leon were in the armory room collecting weapons. Ian was watching them as they were loading up MP5's, M16's, automatic shotguns, handguns, and magnums. Is there anything they don't have? Ian thought. Jill approached Ian, "Ian, take this with you. It might be useful." Jill gave Ian a Sig Sauer SP2009, loaded with 9mm rounds.

"Do you know how to use it?"

"Yeah, my uncle gave me some training."

"That means you're an amateur." They both smiled at each other. "Anyway, this will be real practice." Jill gave Ian a holster for his weapon and got ready.

A few hours later, the S.T.A.R.S team staked out the area and waited for the monster. Ian watched out the side window of the van and saw nothing yet. He saw the Emus' house and saw nothing either. He remembered that day when they came home; they had this large metal case and wondered what was inside of it. More like a cage to me, Ian thought. Ian then paused for a moment. Oh my god, that's it!

"Guys, we have to go and check out the Emus' house. I think there is a clue about the creature." Everybody looked backed at Ian. He explained about what he saw before he was arrested and what clues might be at the house. "I need to go and look," Ian said. "And I need someone to come with me." Everyone was silent for a second. "I'll go." Jill said. "Me too." Chris said.

Barry, Claire, and Leon decided to stay in the van and watch for it. "We'll radio in if we get into some deep shit." Chris said to everyone in the van. "Gotcha." Barry said. The three approached the front door and kicked it open. Jill covered while Chris went in and secured the area. Ian waited, with weapon in hand incase of trouble. "Clear," Chris called out. Ian and Jill entered. The three huddled together, "Okay," Chris said. "Let's check out the basement first. They would probably have the cage down there. Then we'll check out the rest after that." They all agreed and continued to the basement.

They were searching the basement. Inside the basement were four filing cabinets, a lab in the back, operating room, vials, empty canisters, videos of taped experimentations, and a desk. They must've had a lot of free time on they're hands, Jill thought. Chris was searching the lab; Ian was checking the filing cabinets, and Jill was searching the desk. The drawers had nothing but pencils, stables, stuff you would find in an office. All except for one drawer, it was locked. Not a problem, Jill thought.

She pulled out a lock pick from her pocket and unlocked the drawer. Inside this drawer was a document with the stamp "CLASSIFIED" on it. Jill began reading the file. Some prototype number was labeled, "X-17". Jill noticed a photo of a creature that was bizarre and horrifying. What the hell is this? It had a black-grayish skin color, no ears, razor sharp claws and teeth, its tail was rather thin, and it had red marks on its face. What was truly weird is the fact that it had eyes.

Jill continued to read the document. Under abilities, it read:

IR vision

That was about it, the Emus' didn't finish the rest of that or any other section. So the bastard can see body heat, damn it. Jill thought. So it could be watching us right now. We have to be extremely careful. "Guys, come here." Jill called out. Chris and Ian came and read the file. "That's him." Ian said. "Ugly little toad." Chris read it and was surprised.

"It can see infrared?"

"Yes."

"Great," Chris said. "A new monster and yet it's probably ten times more lethal." Chris stood in silence. "Jill," Ian said. "If it can see our body heat, then we have to get back to the others and quick." They all rushed upstairs to the first floor, but only to hear a low growl. It can from one of the shadows. All three of them pulled out their pistols, "Barry," Chris called over the radio. "Barry, you there? Please respond. Over"

"I can here you, Chris. What's going on? Over."

"That monster," Chris said. "We're in tight shit right now and we need back up." The low growl was heard again, but much closer. "Okay we're coming in.," said Barry. They had their pistols drawn in all directions. Ian was trying hard not to panic or loose breath; he was already having trouble breathing. Barry and the others came in, "Chris, what's the-" a shriek came from one of the corridors. "Let's split up, find it, and kill it." Chris said. No one protested, they did it. Ian began to search the upstairs for the X-17.

The upstairs was dark and gave an ominous feeling. Ian proceeded down the hallway, handgun ready. He checked the first two bedrooms, and continued. Where the hell is it? Ian thought. Up on the ceiling, the attic door was halfway closed. There you are, he thought. Ian grabbed the small rope to the attic door, but hesitated. Is it up there? Ian just ignored the attic door and decided to head back.

Something crashed behind him. Ian turned around and saw the X-17 break through the ceiling. Oh shit! Ian raised the pistol to fire, but X-17 tackled Ian. He felt his shoulder being impaled.