Albert Wesker was very intent with releasing an unstable project to the delicately surviving world, but for some reason his need for chaos was not appeased by the stakes that were already very high. "John, I want you to make a few adjustments before activating the Oppressor Project." Dr. Cain didn't like the sound of this plan to begin with, but tampering with it even more, considering it as an unwise decision. "Sir, we shouldn't even wake it, the cells are in a hibernate state, and if awakened, this might actually result in serious uncontrollable mutation, we have put so many different virus's into the subject, it is very, very risky." Dr. Cain was cut off as Albert raised his hand to silence the nervous gibberish. "I want you to inject some samples of Project Alice, and then you can put it into commission."
"B-but…." The temper of the chairman was lost. "She is coming for us, and desperate times call for desperate measures!" he remained silent and still. "Do as I say." His voice said with ease. "If you get fired, there is only two places to go, and I don't think you want that." He gave a devious smile, and left the lab. Dr. Cain looked to the other scientists around him. "Do as he says." He swallowed hard. He shifted to look into the glass tube. The young subject floated in the green liquid as samples from Alice entered his body from white tubes. Dr. Cain watched in deathly pause as he raised his finger to signal the awakening, but he stopped as he lowered his head. His brother was eaten alive by subjects of the T-Virus, deep I his gut he knew this wasn't the safest measure, they needed to release the Oppressor Project somewhere safe, somewhere it couldn't get hurt and where the scientists would remain safe.
"Take the project to ground level." He ordered. "Make sure he remains in hibernation, or all of our heads will be on the menu." Dr. Cain trotted to a desk and picked up the cold telephone. "Wesker?" he asked as a voice spoke back. "We are moving him to the surface, so there aren't any casualties." The voice mumbled back in particles of sound, but as they continued, Dr. Cain's eyes widened with mind stabbing fear. "EVERY ONE GET OUT!" he yelled as he ran for the door. The seal started to close, but he managed to get out along with a few others, but some still lingered in the room. The phone remained off the hook and dangled off the edge of the desk. "You see Dr. Cain, you are near the surface, and I think we should have a little test run, to see what the Oppressor is capable of."
The small glass window to the thick steel door, vibrated as panicked scientist pleaded for help. A lot of levels down below Wesker neatly hung up the phone and turned to the computer screen. Diagrams and charts of the Oppressor's biological status flashed in vibrant cyber space colors. His fingers danced across the keyboard and red words flashed: Project Oppressor Initiated. Wesker gave a smirk as his finger tapped 'enter'.
Dr. Cain looked through the glass, he then started to know how evil the Umbrella Corporation was, but what else was there, the world was now dead. Beeping emitted from the computers and the scientists began to scream with shrill terror. Dr. Cain got a glimpse of the tank as the subject's eyes slowly opened. "Oh my god." He mouthed with no air in his lungs. The young man's pupils dilated as they looked at the screaming people. The green liquid decreased as his hands started to yank all of the white tubes away. The scientists settled and they turned to watch their doom awaken, they knew there wasn't any escape, but curiosity had the best of them. The man's feet finally touched the cold metal floor, but his muscles gave out, and he fell on his side.
The scientists gathered closer to the tub, as the subject shook, and remained still. He was thin and frail, skin like pallor paper stretched over bones. Over more then ten years has he been victim to such crime. "Dr. Cain! This project is going to die!" one of the scientist yelled from inside. Low noises gloomed in the tube as the scientists gathered closer. The project quivered and made a few sudden movements, but then eventually it stilled, and every one knew, the subject was lost.
Wesker yelled as he threw the keyboard off the desk. "Dispose of it!" He ordered through the loud speaker as the lab seal opened. Dr. Cain strolled in and up to the glass, looking at the dead man. The phone rang again and he picked the cold plastic up. "Hello?" he asked as Wesker's voice responded. "I want you to find another subject, try your hardest, project oppressor's research will remain and we will find a new host." Dr. Cain nodded, he knew he was in authority now, and he didn't want to mess it up, failure was not acceptable. He hung up and swung around to sit in front of a screen, his fingers moved quickly to type in his desires. "Track program Alice." He said. "But do not send any one to pick her up." Dr. Cain watched as the map opened and a small red circle appeared. His eyebrow arched, as he looked a little father into the west coast. "That is impossible." He gasped.