The Spencer Estate, a brilliant and gorgeously built mansion in the middle of the ever-radiant and lush Arklay Mountain range, just outside of beautiful Raccoon City, USA. Or at least that's what the tour pamphlets say.

"What a load of crap," Bryan thought as he walked through the halls. He knew the pamphlet by heart; he practically helped write the damn thing before Umbrella let him get a more interesting job.

Surprisingly enough the same pamphlet also added that the grounds had been abandoned for years after Lord Spencer's "mysterious" disappearance, and supposedly the Raccoon Police and the ever so illustrious S.T.A.R.S Team asked that all tourists and locals alike stay as far away from the mansion at all times. Umbrella had done a great job of covering up the mansions true purpose.

In fact, one could say that Umbrella's only true skill was covering things up. Chemical spills, oil rigs sinking, and even entire cities. That one always seemed the strangest to Bryan. Raccoon City was not the beautiful mountain-dropped everyone thought it was. The entire city was merely a cover up for both the Spencer Estate labs and a lab underneath the city where even more devious research went on daily. Bryan didn't know much about that facility, Umbrella didn't like any one person knowing too much about any one thing inside the corporate system, so all he knew was its location, and its name "The Hive".

The Spencer Mansion was actually a cover for a secret underground laboratory used for testing such B.O.W as the Tyrant Virus, also know as the T-Virus, or T-Variant, and many of Umbrella's other interesting concoctions, and Bryan Ritchardson was one of the team heads, his job was to monitor all testing that took place and report back to his head, Albert Wesker.

It had become a rather tedious process; up as early as possible, quick shit drink for breakfast, and then down to the labs for his daily briefing, at the end of the day he'd squeeze in a game of poker with Justin and the other team heads, and then email off his report to Wesker.

"Wesker," he thought, "now there's someone who's really made it in this company!"

Not many people knew very much about Albert Wesker, and as far as they were all concerned, he planned to keep it that way. That is why Bryan idolized him. Power was something Bryan dreamed of, fed off of, and anyone who had as much power as Albert Wesker did over the people at this Umbrella facility, and as Bryan imagined many facilities over the world, deserved his loyalty and respect.

"If only Justin could—,"

Bryan was so involved in thought that he didn't even notice the foot sticking right out in front of his own as he went tumbling head over heels to the floor of the hallway he was in. He looked up to see none other then his roommate, and what he would call "friend", but only privately, Justin Baker.

"Better watch where your going dumb-ass." Justin cackled

"Very funny, I don't get what you get out of teasing me, but one day you're gunna regret it." Bryan said as he returned his friends laughter with a swift punch to the arm.

"Ow!"

"Haha Justin, your wit might be sharp, but your reflexes could use a little work. C'mon were going to be late."

Bryan and Justin walked down the hall, they only had 5min to get where they were going and had at least 10min of walking left to do.

On any given day the two could be found palling around both physically and mentally, as they had way back since high-school. Bryan remembered, as they were walking, of the day they first really hit it off at the Umbrella Corporation booth during Career Day senior year. They talked about what they were interested in and hoped that if they ever did end up working for Umbrella together that they'd meet up in the future. The only problem is that Bryan matured, and much to his displeasure, Justin didn't.

Of all the good times they may have had, Bryan could remember equally that many more times he had to save Justin's ass from receiving a pink slip from the head Honcho's at Umbrella HQ for one reason or another.

Justin broke the silence. "Hey," he said, "What's on the schedule today? Anymore testing?"

"I dunno," said Bryan, "But the catch of the day is going to be our asses if we don't hurry up."

"Point taken."

Bryan was shocked when they actually made it, and were only 2min late to work. He parted with his co-worker and they went off for their daily schedule of over watching various experiments.

"Sir," said one of the workers, "Mr.Ritchardson, we've had a breakout!"

"Not already," thought Bryan, the day had just started, "How could this possibly get any worse?"

He had no idea…