Project 'DA'

By Diamond Avatar

Started 2/11/04

Disclaimer: Me don't own Resident Evil, me don't even own the residence, let alone the evil.

A/N: Okay this fic came to me somehow, I forget how D. Anyway, it's going to be about a young guy that gets infected directly by another Umbrella project, which renders him immune to the zombie's bites and the T-Virus. Reviews would be helpful! And if you want me to write more chapters, then just say so )


Chapter 1

"Come on, do it Nick!" Jason coaxed me. Two friends and I were standing outside Raccoon City, which by chance happened to be real close to our hometown. Raccoon City was known for its insane incidents, and now the place was abandoned.

"Stop trying to force him, Jason!" Katt shot at him. Katt's my childhood friend, we've been good pals for ages. And I think I'm getting a thing for her... I dunno, it's confusing.

"What, he said he could do this, so I just want to see him prove it." Jason shrugged. Jason was another good friend of mine, I met him at primary school. We were friends in this kind of way though – constant challenges to prove who was better. And I wasn't about to back down right now. I said I could walk into this city, and I'm going to prove it.

"Of course I'll do it, moron. Just watch me! I'll go into that damn Umbrella Lab and get you a staff license to prove it!" I stepped up to the bridge into town, which was blocked off with numerous crashed cars. I took a breath and started digging in.

Was I scared? Hell no. I didn't believe in that 'zombie' crap everyone talked about. This would be a piece of cake.

"I'll catch you guys in a bit! Don't go anywhere, or I'll hurt you so bad when I return!" he directed his angered fist at Jason, who just shrugged.

I clambered over the first set of cars and landed at the other side, where I saw numerous blockades much like the one I just crossed.

"Man this is just great."


Finally, after half an hour of bloody car spelunking, I actually reached Raccoon City. I was surprised at what a shithole it had become. The streets were covered with bodies and crashes. Normal guys would probably puke at the site, but it didn't bother me too much. Besides, since when can dead things hurt you? Well, other than your nose, they smelt worse than my gym teachers armpits, and trust me, his armpits could kill a small child. I wandered around a bit before finally spotting the Umbrella symbol on a tall skyscraper, probably the biggest building in the city.

"Let's do this." I said to myself, and stepped in.

I'm not sure what I was expecting, but the building was pretty dull. White walls, white corridors, white everything. Either they have some kind of skin-supremacy issue, or they can't afford another color. Either way, I was going blind, it's too damn bright!

I stepped into the elevator where I found a surprisingly convenient panel. The buttons weren't labeled with numbers, instead it had the actual places they went to. One of them said 'Secret Research Lab'. Funny, I always thought scientists were meant to have stunning IQs. Apparently, it was so stunning, it must have gone so high it dropped into the negative, because I'm pretty sure that a secret lab was meant to be, well, a secret. I pushed the button and headed down.

Down for a LONG time. I could swear that the ride was going for at least twenty minutes. And as if that wasn't bad enough, there's some really crappy elevator music playing.

"Dammit, turn that crap off!" I yelled, and tore a shoe off a random body in the elevator and proceeded to beat the speaker to death. I enjoyed my hard earned sizzling of dying jingles. Thank heavens.

There was a ping, and finally the doors opened to show a small, dark lab. I stepped out and the doors of the elevator closed. But before it did, I heard something. It was coming from the body. I turned, but the door had already closed. Meh, it was probably my imagination.

I looked around the tables for a staff card, but couldn't find any. Disappointed, I headed for a nearby chair and, after throwing the dead guy sitting on it off, took a seat. It was one of those spinning chairs, so I amused myself by making myself dizzy.

After reaching near-puking point, I sluggishly got up and continued my search. It led me into a small lab with some capsules set up. Inside was a weird looking blue substance, which almost looked alive. I shrugged and continued looking around. While scanning the desks, I decided to play around with the capsules (sue me, I was curious). The label read 'Project DA'. I poked it with my index. I found out then I poked it a little too hard, as it fell to the floor and shattered. The liquid looked kind of strange, that liveliness in it I saw earlier even more evident. Suddenly it jumped up and went down my shirt.

"What the hell?" The liquid curled around me, covering my body. It felt tingly, like being wiped across the body with cold metal. It disappeared on my back. I tried to feel around, but found nothing strange. So I picked up a mirror left on one of the desks. After a close look, I only found two small marks behind my shoulder blades. It didn't hurt, so I guessed the liquid thing must have evaporated or something.

Then I heard something outside. I stopped and slowly turned to the doorway.

"Who's there?" I called out. No answer. "Is that you, Jason, you shit? Stop trying to freak me out, cos it ain't gonna work!"

I stepped out and looked around. No Jason. But there was something. That body I threw off the chair. He was lying near the door. I didn't leave him there. Cautiously, I knelt down and took a closer look.

"What the hell are you doing here, huh?" I took a closer look, trying to find a clue to prove it was someone else. Suddenly, it sprung to life, forcing me to jump back. "What the hell?"

He launched at me, and sunk his teeth into my neck.

"ARGH! You little-!" I grabbed a nearby glass shard and stabbed the half-dead guy in the side of his head, causing him to let go and slide onto my chest. I shoved him off without a second thought.

What the hell was going on here? A dead guy just got up and bit me! Okay, so the rumors about the zombies were true. And I guess that means I'm...

"Well, shit." I touched the bite, which stung like hell. Any second now, I should be changing into a zombie.

10 minutes later.

"Yep, any second now." I was getting impatient. Was I going to die, or what? I gave up on waiting, so I got up and headed for the elevator. So I couldn't find a license, big deal. I'll show them the bite. That'll scare the pants off them!

I pushed the call button and waited. I found myself grabbing my neck unconsciously a lot. It felt kind of weird. Then the doors opened.

"Oh shit!" The guy inside was up, and he lunged at me, teeth bared. I wasn't in the mood to get bitten again, so quick as lightning I sidestepped and grabbed a conveniently placed fire extinguisher on the wall. The zombie hadn't seen my dodge coming, and was left trying to balance himself.

"Eat extinguisher, bitch!" I yelled, and smacked the withering body behind the head, bursting it open. He fell to the ground with a thump. I looked at my hands.

Was I ever that strong? No way, I wasn't weak, but that was just too much.

I turned to a nearby wall.

"Meh, why not?" I took a step back, then wound my fist up for a punch. I slammed the wall as hard as I could. Next thing I knew, the wall was turned into rubble, a big hole surrounding my hand, which popped up on the other side. I pulled my hand back and looked at it.

"Shit... That's mean."

I got into the elevator and left. But before the doors closed, I could've sworn I saw a figure in there, wielding a huge axe. I dunno if he was real, but his eyes were filled with evil. Somehow, I could feel that. I wasn't scared of many things, but this... He made my whole body shake. I sure as hell hope I imagined that.


Unknown to our young hero, his friends outside had grown worried, and had entered the city to look for him. None of them had any idea what was in store for them. And Nick is in even more trouble. Covered by a strange chemical, bitten by a zombie, and now, hunted by a man with a devilishly big axe and devilish eyes to boot. Another typical day in the streets of Raccoon City.

TO BE CONTINUED


A/N: Any good? Tips would be nice, and support is great too! Also, I'm not too certain on whether I'll focus more on an action-packed or comedic approach yet, but expect it to be a kind of combination. I'm just setting the scene right now, expect the story to get somewhere in further chapters.