Umbrella with its many failed attempts, projects, weapons and of course scientists, was on its last note to
regain the power it once had, an infamous corporation with a double side. The world recognized the red and white logo sealed on most of their medicines and equipment, a pharmaceutical company dedicated to save lives with its patented array of viral cures and advanced medical knowledge. All created from behind doors with horrific experiments of getting such knowledge, but all of this to hide its true intentions of its capabilities with its creators.
Back in retreat in America, Umbrella was almost uncovered of its plots when its creations of the company's first important weapon, the T-Virus seemingly released its main laboratories and into Raccoon City. James Marcus just about destroyed Umbrella with that one act of vengeance, and then along with its other two viruses that were released by its once respected creators. They all had gone insane.
"Idiots." a black haired young man commented to himself as he read his folded over notepad.
One more facility that still stood was located in Spain; Umbrella's European Headquarters. Pretty much abandoned for the much larger and more equipped laboratories in America, however it was Umbrella's last chance. Most of its scientists were either killed, insane, or experimented on if they chose to be too vocal. A few samples of the T-Virus remained as well, loosing the G-Virus to another unknown company, more so stolen they considered. Umbrella wasn't taking anymore chances with loosing the virus again. Upon making themselves known in Western Europe they disguised themselves as a cosmetics company, dedicated to making consumers beautiful.
"Beautify Europe!" quoted the young man, pointing his pencil strait out in front of him. He laughed with some annoyance, "How cheesy is that? He went back to reading his notepad, sketching something abstract on the lined paper with his pencil as he sat with his arm on his knee, supporting his head.
With the money Umbrella was bringing in from its superior cosmetics of the beauty hungry population, funded its few new scientists with certain equipment needed to develop the T-Virus. Howard Allen was one of them, chosen to find a way to incorporate various animal dna into the T-Virus to make a stable and fully controllable bio organic weapon, of cause leeches were not on the plan. However, bats were a different story, Howard's main expertise.
"A few more lines, then.. Huh?" a large blob of water smacked right onto his notepad, instantly blurring the text written in blue ink. Howard turned his head to the side and looked up, the once sunny sky was now covered in one large gray cloud. Another drop of water fell and hit in the middle of his head, he could feel its cold trail run off the side of his head. Then, a few more large drops, and within a few seconds of the first one, a downpour came. "Dimmitt!" holding his notepad to his chest, hiding it with his arms. Standing up from the large stone step he was sitting on in front of the white Umbrella Cosmetics building. Bending down to pick up his portfolio, shoving a few more papers inside the flimsy case. Heading strait ahead, he saw the faded white-gray steps in front of him turn a dark shade of gray with little circles from the rain drops as he ran past them. "Too.. far...away!" Howard huffed, complaining how about many steps must use to reach the main doors. After what seemed to be minutes in the rain, he reached the veranda of the building, and also looked like he had spent minutes in the rain, his hair clinged to his forehead as well as his black lab coat to his arms. The feeling of wet polyester was quite uncomfortable.
Howard ran his fingers through his hair, parting it in separate sections across his eyes. Walking to the main doors made almost of glass, he opened it and a cool blast of the building's air conditioners blew in front of his body as he entered the lobby. Normally, Howard would be annoyed by a sudden blast of temperature change in his face, but it actually felt nice coming in from the outside's warm temperature.
"Hey Howard, how'd the interview go?" a female voice from the main lobby's Reference Desk asked him. "Oh, hi ' Lizibeth." Howard walked over, his shoes loudly tapped on the checkered tiled floor, echoing off the walls of the hugely open room. "It went fine.. you know, same old questions and a rookie reporter." The woman looked up at him with a smile, "You seemed nervous there, where you?" Howard had his eyes facing down on her desk, but he looked up at her when she asked her question, her blonde hair tied in a ponytail, wearing a dark pink shirt with her name on a tag accented her shirt. "Um, yeah. I don't know why. No big deal." She laughed, "Alright then. You'd better get those clothes changed before you get a cold, its freezing in this building." He slid part of his hair behind his ear, "Oh yeah. I will. See you later then. "He turned around rather quickly to leave. "Goodbye!" calling out to him, he waved back and headed across the room for an elevator.
The metal doors of the elevator were tightly sealed, extra security, but most people could still use them to get to the different levels of the building. Pushing the Down Arrow button, it turned green, and the display above the doors lit up the numbers as it counted down to Howard's floor. Shortly it arrived and the doors opened, vacant he stepped inside. A row of buttons from 7 to B lined the wall next to the doors, they were for regular visitors. Right below it a small box locked with a equally small door. Howard took out a key from his coat pocket, put the key in the lock, and opened the door. Inside the little box was a long list of buttons with no labels. Not too much of a problem, "Three.. seven.. fourteen.. twenty one." He stopped and pushed that button. The metal doors slid very slowly shut, and the elevator descended on its journey down to the basement. Howard leaned back against the wall of the elevator, "This thing smells way to much like medicine." noteing the distinqued odor, then looking to the walls itself. A pattern of gold loops boarded the burgundy paint that covered the top half of each side of the walls. A small insignia of Umbrella labeled above the first row of buttons, and the word "Umbrella" engraved on the two doors of the elevator. A few minutes passed and the elevator stopped, a pause and the double doors opened.
Stepping out, the entire room seemed to feel like a metal box, as that was surrounding the area. The floor wasn't made of the clean tile like above, but rather of dark smooth stone. The room itself wasn't large, but many doors and openings aligned the room. In three rows were desks of computers with several pictures and graphs, and in front of each one were test tubes about the size of a man were fixed. Many of them were empty, some were not, but only basic outlines could be seen as dark red water obscured the figure itself. Along the shelves held vials of different chemicals and other liquids. Scientists were either grouped together talking, or rather arguing. Others were walking around with sheets of paper jotting down information shown in the computers. None of the scientists noticed Howard arriving or really cared much. He hardly talks to them unless he needed some advice or opinion, and spent most of his work time in his own lab, which was down the hall to the far right door.
Ten minutes and he still wasn't dry, he made his way to the door quietly, but a scientist walking by noticed him. "Howard! I need to talk to you." "Huh?" Howard stopped right before turning the door knob, he looked behind him. It was a young scientist about his age that was once in his medical class. "Listen, I need your data sheet in three days. I havn't seen any information from you in weeks, nor have I seen any progress in your test subjects." Howard looked to the ground and then to the young man, " I need more time, Kai. I have most of my research written down but I'm' not ready yet." Kai frowned, "You've had allot of time already, I'm sending this follow up report tonight. I must look at your test subject Howard." He turned the door knob, it clicked, and the door opened half way. "Okay.. let's go." The two scientists walked inside the hallway, closing the door behind.
The hallway itself was a long narrow passage with several caged doors on the right side of the stone wall. The two young scientists walked together in silence, except for the sound of Kai clicking his pen. Another door they reached, white with a small thick glass window on the top half of it. Above was a sign labeled "Experiments: Flying" Howard took out his ID card from around his neck, and slid it across the scanner on the door lock. A small beep and the door opened with a hiss, they walked inside and another large metal room looked the same as the first one. They walked across the room, only 5 scientists were there working. The first door on the left was Howard's.
Howard scanned his ID card again, the door unlocking. "You know.. I have made allot of progress, but I'm still missing a part of my research to complete the Combination Virus." "We'll see." Kai replied holding his pen and notepad ready.
Inside Howard's room felt small, enclosed, but it was still large, just cluttered with boxes of papers and some computers on the floor. A few red lamps replaced regular white ones, lit up the room dimly. Howard turned on the white light fixed above the room, the standard florescent lighting in all of the laboratory's rooms. "Sorry, my subjects needed the light dim for them." Kai stood next to a black screened door, as Howard walked to his desk. Shifting through a stack of folders next to his computer, he sighed with some anxiety, holding a folder that contained the notes of his research, he was almost stalling, he didn't want to show Kai the documents, incomplete like this. "I'm waiting." Kai called to Howard. He took a breath and turned around with his folder "Alright. Here it is." walking to Kai and handing him the folder. He flipped through the pages. "I've recorded the progress of my subject, a Vampire Bat, chosen for its higher acute senses of hearing and smell." "Hmm." "I extracted the blood from it, separated the plasma and extracted a few strands of its DNA and uh.. combined it with the T-virus. I had the new combination frozen for a month to slow the reaction time. Then injected it into my bat three months ago." Kai looked up from reading the graphs of the document. "Wait.. you never told me that you used a sample of the T-virus. Howard, the supplies for that is limited and its the rules to always record how much and who takes the virus. Especially since you said you didn't have the missing part to complete it." "I know, but I needed it right away, without the waiting time. Even with it missing the subject is showing promising results." "Well.. where is it?" Right after he asked, a loud bang of the cage he was standing in front of shook and something grabbed him holding him against the cage. "What the fuck!?" Piercing screeching noises came from whatever was grabbing onto Kai, tearing into his clothes. The sound of a mad animal shook him and the cage. "Howard help me!" Frantically he elbowed the cage trying to get the animal off. "Wait! Don't!" "You'll kill him!" Kai looked up at Howard with a look of terror in his eyes as it widened. Howard was trying to rip away the clothing the creature was grabbing onto. "He's telling me I'm going to kill him?!" Kai though still horrified. With one hard jerk, Kai managed to slip out of his lab coat, escaping the claws of the creature. He turned around, looking at the creature, breathing hard. "Please calm down!" Howard pleaded to the animal. Shrieking and thrashing the shredded lab coat, jumping on the cage door wildly. The computer monitor behind Howard went beeping, a gauge reading the creature's heartbeat was going in a fast frenzy of peaks. "Stop!!" shouting at the creature, the computer suddenly stopped it's fast beeping, the creature stopped its thrashing on the cage, and in an instant the sound of its body hit the floor, the monitor showed flat line.
Howard dropped to his knees in front of the cage. "No.." Kai, staring down at Howard, "You're.. fucked up.." deathly quiet, he opened the door behind him and ran out.
Picking up the scattered papers of his long waited research of the animal that just died. "My work.. its all over." he dragged himself to his desk, sitting heavily in his chair, he sobbed. A while later, a video played on his monitor. He looked up from his head on his arms, and watched through blurry vision the replay of a file tape he watched everyday. The tape of the old Umbrella Research Center in Raccoon City. The tape showed parts of the lab, its many powerful bows, men working on different tasks. A view of a large humanoid shape came up. "Umbrella's most successful weapon.. the DNA I needed to stabilize the heart, came from that creature." Howard watched as it decapitated a few scientists after it escaped its open cell. "It's strongest weapon, but unstable, not controllable. I had the right damn DNA strand to correct the problem..." The video cut to a person shooting at the Tyrant with a shotgun, it falls. Then another shot of two people, the first figure was that woman, and a man, their faces too blurred to make out. Howard's eyes narrowed with anger, staring down at the two people finally gunning down and killing the Tyrant. The last pictures was of the two people running away from the building, an explosion following them. The last moment was of the man directly in front of the camera, his face was strong, his body injured from whatever attacked him. Howard studied the face of the man with resentment. "If it wasn't for him, I'd still have that one fucking sample I needed to complete my virus." He turned the monitor off, and stood up from his chair. Walking to a file cabinet the same height he was, he opened a drawer that was labeled "Research Subjects" he pulled out a stack of folders and set them on his desk, and shifted through them. Pictures of animals and graphs and data detailing the effects of the T-Virus after injecting them. "All aggressive, mutants." He flipped more pages, the experiments got stranger, larger animals being used "Sharks, frogs..hu..humans?" He reached files of new research done on human experiments. The list of names of people given various viruses, some even Umbrella's own scientists. Another new list of names appeared, each with a photo, a name and that they were put through several physical tests. "Huh, I guess they had the special stuff saved for these people." He flipped to the last page of inmates, one had the name "Billy Coen" He fingered the data under the name. "Ex-lieutenant..sentenced to death..reasigned transportation to the Umbrella Research Center in Europe.." To the file was something paperclip behind it. Howard unclipped it, and with a a drawn in breath, he stared at the picture "It's him!.." on the very bottom of the file was a declaration of death. It stated he died when his vehicle that was transporting him crashed, and signed below it was the name "Rebecca Chambers of STARS" that reported the statement.
regain the power it once had, an infamous corporation with a double side. The world recognized the red and white logo sealed on most of their medicines and equipment, a pharmaceutical company dedicated to save lives with its patented array of viral cures and advanced medical knowledge. All created from behind doors with horrific experiments of getting such knowledge, but all of this to hide its true intentions of its capabilities with its creators.
Back in retreat in America, Umbrella was almost uncovered of its plots when its creations of the company's first important weapon, the T-Virus seemingly released its main laboratories and into Raccoon City. James Marcus just about destroyed Umbrella with that one act of vengeance, and then along with its other two viruses that were released by its once respected creators. They all had gone insane.
"Idiots." a black haired young man commented to himself as he read his folded over notepad.
One more facility that still stood was located in Spain; Umbrella's European Headquarters. Pretty much abandoned for the much larger and more equipped laboratories in America, however it was Umbrella's last chance. Most of its scientists were either killed, insane, or experimented on if they chose to be too vocal. A few samples of the T-Virus remained as well, loosing the G-Virus to another unknown company, more so stolen they considered. Umbrella wasn't taking anymore chances with loosing the virus again. Upon making themselves known in Western Europe they disguised themselves as a cosmetics company, dedicated to making consumers beautiful.
"Beautify Europe!" quoted the young man, pointing his pencil strait out in front of him. He laughed with some annoyance, "How cheesy is that? He went back to reading his notepad, sketching something abstract on the lined paper with his pencil as he sat with his arm on his knee, supporting his head.
With the money Umbrella was bringing in from its superior cosmetics of the beauty hungry population, funded its few new scientists with certain equipment needed to develop the T-Virus. Howard Allen was one of them, chosen to find a way to incorporate various animal dna into the T-Virus to make a stable and fully controllable bio organic weapon, of cause leeches were not on the plan. However, bats were a different story, Howard's main expertise.
"A few more lines, then.. Huh?" a large blob of water smacked right onto his notepad, instantly blurring the text written in blue ink. Howard turned his head to the side and looked up, the once sunny sky was now covered in one large gray cloud. Another drop of water fell and hit in the middle of his head, he could feel its cold trail run off the side of his head. Then, a few more large drops, and within a few seconds of the first one, a downpour came. "Dimmitt!" holding his notepad to his chest, hiding it with his arms. Standing up from the large stone step he was sitting on in front of the white Umbrella Cosmetics building. Bending down to pick up his portfolio, shoving a few more papers inside the flimsy case. Heading strait ahead, he saw the faded white-gray steps in front of him turn a dark shade of gray with little circles from the rain drops as he ran past them. "Too.. far...away!" Howard huffed, complaining how about many steps must use to reach the main doors. After what seemed to be minutes in the rain, he reached the veranda of the building, and also looked like he had spent minutes in the rain, his hair clinged to his forehead as well as his black lab coat to his arms. The feeling of wet polyester was quite uncomfortable.
Howard ran his fingers through his hair, parting it in separate sections across his eyes. Walking to the main doors made almost of glass, he opened it and a cool blast of the building's air conditioners blew in front of his body as he entered the lobby. Normally, Howard would be annoyed by a sudden blast of temperature change in his face, but it actually felt nice coming in from the outside's warm temperature.
"Hey Howard, how'd the interview go?" a female voice from the main lobby's Reference Desk asked him. "Oh, hi ' Lizibeth." Howard walked over, his shoes loudly tapped on the checkered tiled floor, echoing off the walls of the hugely open room. "It went fine.. you know, same old questions and a rookie reporter." The woman looked up at him with a smile, "You seemed nervous there, where you?" Howard had his eyes facing down on her desk, but he looked up at her when she asked her question, her blonde hair tied in a ponytail, wearing a dark pink shirt with her name on a tag accented her shirt. "Um, yeah. I don't know why. No big deal." She laughed, "Alright then. You'd better get those clothes changed before you get a cold, its freezing in this building." He slid part of his hair behind his ear, "Oh yeah. I will. See you later then. "He turned around rather quickly to leave. "Goodbye!" calling out to him, he waved back and headed across the room for an elevator.
The metal doors of the elevator were tightly sealed, extra security, but most people could still use them to get to the different levels of the building. Pushing the Down Arrow button, it turned green, and the display above the doors lit up the numbers as it counted down to Howard's floor. Shortly it arrived and the doors opened, vacant he stepped inside. A row of buttons from 7 to B lined the wall next to the doors, they were for regular visitors. Right below it a small box locked with a equally small door. Howard took out a key from his coat pocket, put the key in the lock, and opened the door. Inside the little box was a long list of buttons with no labels. Not too much of a problem, "Three.. seven.. fourteen.. twenty one." He stopped and pushed that button. The metal doors slid very slowly shut, and the elevator descended on its journey down to the basement. Howard leaned back against the wall of the elevator, "This thing smells way to much like medicine." noteing the distinqued odor, then looking to the walls itself. A pattern of gold loops boarded the burgundy paint that covered the top half of each side of the walls. A small insignia of Umbrella labeled above the first row of buttons, and the word "Umbrella" engraved on the two doors of the elevator. A few minutes passed and the elevator stopped, a pause and the double doors opened.
Stepping out, the entire room seemed to feel like a metal box, as that was surrounding the area. The floor wasn't made of the clean tile like above, but rather of dark smooth stone. The room itself wasn't large, but many doors and openings aligned the room. In three rows were desks of computers with several pictures and graphs, and in front of each one were test tubes about the size of a man were fixed. Many of them were empty, some were not, but only basic outlines could be seen as dark red water obscured the figure itself. Along the shelves held vials of different chemicals and other liquids. Scientists were either grouped together talking, or rather arguing. Others were walking around with sheets of paper jotting down information shown in the computers. None of the scientists noticed Howard arriving or really cared much. He hardly talks to them unless he needed some advice or opinion, and spent most of his work time in his own lab, which was down the hall to the far right door.
Ten minutes and he still wasn't dry, he made his way to the door quietly, but a scientist walking by noticed him. "Howard! I need to talk to you." "Huh?" Howard stopped right before turning the door knob, he looked behind him. It was a young scientist about his age that was once in his medical class. "Listen, I need your data sheet in three days. I havn't seen any information from you in weeks, nor have I seen any progress in your test subjects." Howard looked to the ground and then to the young man, " I need more time, Kai. I have most of my research written down but I'm' not ready yet." Kai frowned, "You've had allot of time already, I'm sending this follow up report tonight. I must look at your test subject Howard." He turned the door knob, it clicked, and the door opened half way. "Okay.. let's go." The two scientists walked inside the hallway, closing the door behind.
The hallway itself was a long narrow passage with several caged doors on the right side of the stone wall. The two young scientists walked together in silence, except for the sound of Kai clicking his pen. Another door they reached, white with a small thick glass window on the top half of it. Above was a sign labeled "Experiments: Flying" Howard took out his ID card from around his neck, and slid it across the scanner on the door lock. A small beep and the door opened with a hiss, they walked inside and another large metal room looked the same as the first one. They walked across the room, only 5 scientists were there working. The first door on the left was Howard's.
Howard scanned his ID card again, the door unlocking. "You know.. I have made allot of progress, but I'm still missing a part of my research to complete the Combination Virus." "We'll see." Kai replied holding his pen and notepad ready.
Inside Howard's room felt small, enclosed, but it was still large, just cluttered with boxes of papers and some computers on the floor. A few red lamps replaced regular white ones, lit up the room dimly. Howard turned on the white light fixed above the room, the standard florescent lighting in all of the laboratory's rooms. "Sorry, my subjects needed the light dim for them." Kai stood next to a black screened door, as Howard walked to his desk. Shifting through a stack of folders next to his computer, he sighed with some anxiety, holding a folder that contained the notes of his research, he was almost stalling, he didn't want to show Kai the documents, incomplete like this. "I'm waiting." Kai called to Howard. He took a breath and turned around with his folder "Alright. Here it is." walking to Kai and handing him the folder. He flipped through the pages. "I've recorded the progress of my subject, a Vampire Bat, chosen for its higher acute senses of hearing and smell." "Hmm." "I extracted the blood from it, separated the plasma and extracted a few strands of its DNA and uh.. combined it with the T-virus. I had the new combination frozen for a month to slow the reaction time. Then injected it into my bat three months ago." Kai looked up from reading the graphs of the document. "Wait.. you never told me that you used a sample of the T-virus. Howard, the supplies for that is limited and its the rules to always record how much and who takes the virus. Especially since you said you didn't have the missing part to complete it." "I know, but I needed it right away, without the waiting time. Even with it missing the subject is showing promising results." "Well.. where is it?" Right after he asked, a loud bang of the cage he was standing in front of shook and something grabbed him holding him against the cage. "What the fuck!?" Piercing screeching noises came from whatever was grabbing onto Kai, tearing into his clothes. The sound of a mad animal shook him and the cage. "Howard help me!" Frantically he elbowed the cage trying to get the animal off. "Wait! Don't!" "You'll kill him!" Kai looked up at Howard with a look of terror in his eyes as it widened. Howard was trying to rip away the clothing the creature was grabbing onto. "He's telling me I'm going to kill him?!" Kai though still horrified. With one hard jerk, Kai managed to slip out of his lab coat, escaping the claws of the creature. He turned around, looking at the creature, breathing hard. "Please calm down!" Howard pleaded to the animal. Shrieking and thrashing the shredded lab coat, jumping on the cage door wildly. The computer monitor behind Howard went beeping, a gauge reading the creature's heartbeat was going in a fast frenzy of peaks. "Stop!!" shouting at the creature, the computer suddenly stopped it's fast beeping, the creature stopped its thrashing on the cage, and in an instant the sound of its body hit the floor, the monitor showed flat line.
Howard dropped to his knees in front of the cage. "No.." Kai, staring down at Howard, "You're.. fucked up.." deathly quiet, he opened the door behind him and ran out.
Picking up the scattered papers of his long waited research of the animal that just died. "My work.. its all over." he dragged himself to his desk, sitting heavily in his chair, he sobbed. A while later, a video played on his monitor. He looked up from his head on his arms, and watched through blurry vision the replay of a file tape he watched everyday. The tape of the old Umbrella Research Center in Raccoon City. The tape showed parts of the lab, its many powerful bows, men working on different tasks. A view of a large humanoid shape came up. "Umbrella's most successful weapon.. the DNA I needed to stabilize the heart, came from that creature." Howard watched as it decapitated a few scientists after it escaped its open cell. "It's strongest weapon, but unstable, not controllable. I had the right damn DNA strand to correct the problem..." The video cut to a person shooting at the Tyrant with a shotgun, it falls. Then another shot of two people, the first figure was that woman, and a man, their faces too blurred to make out. Howard's eyes narrowed with anger, staring down at the two people finally gunning down and killing the Tyrant. The last pictures was of the two people running away from the building, an explosion following them. The last moment was of the man directly in front of the camera, his face was strong, his body injured from whatever attacked him. Howard studied the face of the man with resentment. "If it wasn't for him, I'd still have that one fucking sample I needed to complete my virus." He turned the monitor off, and stood up from his chair. Walking to a file cabinet the same height he was, he opened a drawer that was labeled "Research Subjects" he pulled out a stack of folders and set them on his desk, and shifted through them. Pictures of animals and graphs and data detailing the effects of the T-Virus after injecting them. "All aggressive, mutants." He flipped more pages, the experiments got stranger, larger animals being used "Sharks, frogs..hu..humans?" He reached files of new research done on human experiments. The list of names of people given various viruses, some even Umbrella's own scientists. Another new list of names appeared, each with a photo, a name and that they were put through several physical tests. "Huh, I guess they had the special stuff saved for these people." He flipped to the last page of inmates, one had the name "Billy Coen" He fingered the data under the name. "Ex-lieutenant..sentenced to death..reasigned transportation to the Umbrella Research Center in Europe.." To the file was something paperclip behind it. Howard unclipped it, and with a a drawn in breath, he stared at the picture "It's him!.." on the very bottom of the file was a declaration of death. It stated he died when his vehicle that was transporting him crashed, and signed below it was the name "Rebecca Chambers of STARS" that reported the statement.