Chapter 9: The Devourer

September 25th 5:00 pm

I saw two bicycles on the ground after walking a few minutes, and grinned. Jacob and I took one for each, and began riding wuickly towards the tram station 5 minutes away on foot, but 1 minute at the speed we went. After 15 seconds of riding, we came upon a man walking across the street in a black sweatshirt, black trousers, black gloves, black boots, and a set of black sunglasses, with blonde hair. We began to slow down, but then I remembered him- he was the man who trapped me in the other tram station earlier, with the Giant Alligator. Shouting to Jacob to keep going, I tried to run right into him but he dodged it and kicked the bike with great strength, knocking me to the ground.

''What have we here? I supposed you were killed earlier. Well, I see you aren't, so I'll take the pleasure of finishing you right now.'' The man said, grinning, and stepped on me with one leg. ''Oh wait, I forgot to introduce myself, my name is Albert Wesker, head researcher of the B.O.W.'s as of the day William Birkin was assassinated.'' He laughed, and clenched his fist, preparing for a punch.

Then, I heard a shout from behind me, telling me to run. I saw a tiny projectile pass over my face onto Wesker's leg, and he released his hold on me, laughing and looking at the small handgun wound in his leg. I stood up and ran as fast as I could to the voice, which was Jacob's. He asked me how to operate the grenade launcher with all the text, not realizing that the text meant nothing. I grabbed it from him and aimed towards Wesker, walking towards us, and fired. He quickly turned around and jumped at a superhuman height, greater than that of Nemesis. The grenade exploded where it should have, except its target was already on the other side of the street.

I gasped, and handed the launcher back to Jacob. We ran to our bikes, and rode away from him, but he ran towards us faster than we could ride. He got up beside me, and I smacked him across the face with a pipe wrench. For a moment, his glasses broken, I saw his strange eyes; they were like feline eyes, but with a red and orange glow. He stumbled back, rubbing his face, and we biked towards the tram station. We reached it later than we thought, after about 4 minutes. Once there, we walked into the small escalador on the sidewalk and into the underground station.

We walked through the booth, leaving our bikes behind, and saw that there was no train here. There were 8 cars, but not a train, because these cars were torn apart, covered with debris, and with bodies littering the area. The front car and back cars were completely crushed, and I rubbed my head in frustration.

''So, I suppose we have to go to the Secret Umbrella Facility with deadly creatures, unforgiving obstacles, and traps…'' I said, and Jacob nodded, sighing.

We walked out of the station and got on our bikes, biking slowly through the streets and over some zombies for revenge. After a minute or two, we saw an old, torn apart building made of brick and wood. Jacob questioned me, but I told him it was in my father's files, so it has to be in this place. I walked in, and entered a small polished steel door at the end of the room. I found myself in a white hallway that led to an elevator. It was circular, and I looked around at all the buttons. There were about 15, labeled clearly, and I went to the research level.

Arriving down at the research level, we exited the elevator to see a map on the wall, leading to several more halls. I followed the map to the laboratory, and saw that I was on a platform far up off the ground, perhaps 30 to 40 feet up. Jacob pressed a button, and lights began to appear across the room as the platform lowered. The room was a showcase. It was 30 feet wide, and perhaps a hundred or so feet from the wall near us to the other side of the room. On each wall of the room except ours and the one straight from ours, hundreds of large tanks filled with a light-green liquid held monstrosities unlike we've ever seen.

There were large blobs of flesh and bone, tall humanoids with massive claws and ugly bodies, many types of reptilian hunters, and much more. It was just horrible, and I urged to leave the room right now. So I ran, Jacob following, to the other end of the room. I pressed a button and the platform came up 30 to 40 feet up off the ground as the lights dimmed. We entered another hallway, which branched off left and right. We chose the right direction, and came to a laboratory. There were samples of flesh and bone on desks, and computers littered the walls. There were many tanks such as those in the other room, but these had labels, and one at the center of the room caught my attention the most.

It was a large humanoid thing, eight feet tall and wielding foot-long claws on its hands. Tentacles ran from its head to its stomach, from its arm to its leg, and other places. It wasn't like many other creatures around the room, and had no organs (or whatever they were) outside its body. I walked behind the tank and saw a hole about half a foot in diameter under the creature's neck. I looked up at its label, which reads ''TYRANT T-150. CODENAMED 'THE DEVOURER'. USE CAUTION BEFORE INTERACTING.''. Pondering what it meant, I saw a paper on a small console in front of the tank. I read it, and was surprised by what it said.

''The Tyrant T-150 has far exceeded any of our expectations, and has had greater combat ability than any of our other tyrant models. Its healing enables it to heal a handgun wound in 30 seconds, and it moves as fast as a normal human. It has tentacles capable of reaching 15 feet and impaling or grabbing a combat opponent, and its healing has made it able to survive gunfire from even a grenade launcher's splash damage. However, one thing is unfortunate about this model. It needs immesurable amounts of energy to retain its ability to survive with all these features, and it must feed on, at the least, one human per 2 hours to survive. To do this, a small hole on its back was formed, and a Tyrant lies down on its back in order to feed on something. We do not know how we can find the energy to feed the Tyrant so, against my wishes, the DEVOURER project was deemed a failure, and the Tyrant is now stored in the tank before you.''

I put the paper back on the console and went to see where Jacob was. He was looking at some tanks, and then as I approached, he looked towards me.

''This is horrible, what Umbrella is doing. We've got to find a way to tell everyone about this, once we escape the city.'' Jacob said, angrily.

''Indeed. Still, let us not waste time here. We need to go towards Umbrella's other research facility. There, we can find the tunnels that lead us out of this place.'' I responded.

''Wait. First, we should take something I found, in case we find someone infected with the T-virus.'' Jacob said proudly, and walked behind him to a desk.

''What is it?'' I asked curiously.

He returned with a vaccine marked ''ECLIPSE T-VIRUS SAMPLE'' and beamed happily, saying that he saw it treats the T-virus. I did too, and we walked to the door. Next to it was a map, and according to the map, the cable car leading to the other research facility was just up ahead. I tried to open the door, but then saw it had no hinge, ho handle. Only a small white screen. I heard a robotic voice come from the door.

''Please provide T-Virus DNA for authorization.'' It said, and repeated one more time.

I scratched my head, and Jacob went back to the center tank, looking up at the creature. He pressed a red button on the console in front of it, and liquid began draining from it to tubes connected to the top of the tank. I ran back, and he told me he was going to get some T-Virus DNA. I watched helplessly as he got the combat knife on my belt and cut off a piece of flesh from the creature, now slumped on the ground. He held it with his knife, not wanting to touch it, and began walking slowly towards the door. I followed, then heard shuffling, and looked behind me.

The Tyrant stumbled onto its legs, baring its white teeth, and roared. It looked down at us, and swung its massive arm. I threw Jacob on the ground to make sure he wasn't hit and jumped down as well. I got back up and took out my magnum, shooting some bullets into the Tyrant. It didn't move, and I began running, Jacob running to the other direction. I stopped at the wall, and saw a tentacle fly from the Tyrant's hand 10 feet away, and wrap around my neck. It lifted me, and smashed me against an empty tank, throwing me towards a wall. I couldn't move with the pain, but I tried, and I failed. I was slumped down on the ground, the Tyrant above me.

It roared, and dug its claws into my right arm. I cannot even describe the horrible pain I felt, as the T-virus flowed into me, and those foot-long claws permeated my arm. Things began to be a blur then, and what I remember was a grenade being thrown, launching the Tyrant. It got back up, chasing the person who threw it. Then I remember Jacob, quickly injecting me with a vaccine, then standing up and running from a large humanoid creature. It was at that moment, that I felt what it was like to die. I felt cold, numb, all the pain was gone, and all my senses failed- everything went black…