Disclaimer: As ridiculous as it may seem, I don't own Resident Evil/Biohazard. That's Capcom's. I own some of the characters and I own some of the characters. Aside from the fact I've beaten Resident Evil 2 and 4 and I'm playing REmake. Any and all flames will be played with then made fun of. I might even have to give some flames to Nemmy or one of the survivors, to fuel the flame throwers.
Chapter Zero – Somewhere Different
A Resident Evil/Biohazard Doujinshi
By- Kouichi no PENdolse
Umbrella had long since crumbled like a previously burnt book in the grip of a child. The three owners of the pharmaceutical company sat before each other as they planned.
"We shall build a new company. I have some of our T-Virus, G-Virus, and Nemesis parasite," One of the owners said. His fingers clenched around his briefcase and his other hand shook as brought the hot imported coffee to his mouth.
"We cannot… We should not…" Another said.
"They will know. They're the government and they know what we're doing."
"But they don't know what I'm doing," said a voice from the shadows of the room. He was dressed in a neat black suit, black shirt underneath, sunglasses blazing in the light of the window. "Hello, dear founders."
"Who are you?" The three chorused.
"I'm the one who will bring Umbrella back. Without you though." A smile curved the mouth of the blonde man.
"We'll stop you then. There are three of us and one-"
"You've miscounted," said Wesker. His fingers came together in a simple snap and out of nowhere, a woman in a red dress appeared behind the three men. "Ada, get rid of them for me. I'm in no mood."
These words bewildered the men into amusement, but weren't smiling as pain befell them. The red dressed Ada Wong used a series of moves, dispatching of the men. She walked over them and to Wesker, who came back over to the man with the briefcase.
"I rarely allow anyone this form of treat," He said as he placed his hands to his glasses. "Consider yourself special." He removed the glasses and revealed the frightening eyes, with cat-like slits. The man's eyes widened as Wesker drew back a fist. He then knew no more.
"Are we done here?" Ada questioned. Her fingers flexed slightly as she felt a sort of sting from punching the men's faces in. She moved with Wesker to the door as she placed her thin, horn rim glasses.
"Yes… Now it is time to begin 'Rebirth'."
"Should we start already? Do we have sufficient funding?"
"The Ashfords' Swiss bank account was easy enough to hack. We know where not to go and that would be anywhere in the region of Raccoon city. We're going to the forgotten zone. Staten Island, New York."
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Kouichi: This started off crappily. I suggest you bear with me as I tweak the plot every now and then, toss in a character from the cannon series.
Leon: I hope it's not me.
Jill: -in scanky outfit- I hope it's me so I can show off my cleavage!
Claire: -hisses- I hope she dies.
Chris: -smiles and laughs- Here I am with the Accu Weather forecast. There is a 100 percent chance of civilian casualties.