Chapter 5 – Project X

Deep within the compounds of the newly built White Umbrella facility lay a new and deadlier foe than anything Raccoon City had ever faced. The creature's eye opened than blinked a couple of times. It sat up from it's surgery table and immediately knew what it had to do. It could hear voices overhead. It's curiosity quickly turned into anger as it's primal instincts kicked in. With immense force, it picked up the surgery bed and through it at the two way mirror. The window shattered and revealed behind it, a number of people wearing white uniforms. The creature let out a loud roar and jumped through the broken window. It picked up a man and without any effort, tore him in half. The man's intestines and liver flew across the room. Blood sprayed against the wall and floor. The creature noticed two men in the corner of the room ducked down under a desk. It threw the torso of the dead man at one of the scientists with such great force that the scientist hit the concrete wall and cracked it. "Please! No! We built you! Stop!" screamed the scientist but that didn't help. The creature put it's hand around the man's face, lifted him up with one hand and smashed his face into the wall. Brain and mucus splattered across the wall and the man dropped to the floor. The creature grabbed the steel door and pulled it open. It ran down the long, dark hallway until it came to a dead end. Suddenly SWAT members ran around the corner and opened fire. The bullets hit the creature's chest but had no effect. The bullets only made the creature angrier. It grabbed the leader's SPAS-12 and shoved it through his chest. The captain dropped dead. "Retreat!" yelled one of the men. The group of SWAT turned and ran. Suddenly a tentacle wrapped around one of the men's leg and started dragging him back. "Help me!" he screamed as the tentacle lifted him into the air and whipped him across the hallway, hitting the other people. The impact killed them all. The creature plowed down the door and ran into the streets of Raccoon City. It was not killing for the hell of it, it was seeking revenge against the person who thought that she finished it off. It had survived the Nuclear missile that struck the city and now she was going to pay. Jill Valentine was going to die.