Michael "woke up" to find himself in restraints, the room he is in fills him with a familiar feeling of dread
"Containment…cell 83…located…2 miles…under the Gentek…labs." He said hoarsely
He began thrashing against his restraints despite how heavy his limbs felt
"Come on…Michael…you've gotten loose before." He mumbled as he struggled
He continued to pull at his restrains to no avail; the room began to shake violently as he stopped to think of another way out of his restraints. He could hear parts of the ground and walls begin to crack from the vibrations, eventually he fell from the spot he was restrained from as the wall cracked apart.
"That was different." Was his only comment as he stood up, "Why the hell is everything gray?"
True to his observation, the room and door leading outward were covered in a gray hue. He could see light coming in from the cracks in the walls and floor, along with the glass in the door.
"Surprised I'm not in the damned jump-suit", Michael said as he looked himself over, "although I still feel naked without the rest of my stuff."
He began to look over the room in the hopes of finding some answers as to why he's back here again. Over to the left side of the room where Doctor Young's observation desk used to be; sat his younger brother's rifle, along with a note and a two boxes of ammo
"Hmm..." was his only response as he walked over and picked up the rifle and ammo, "what the hell is going on?"
He picked up the note and began reading it over:
"Michael,
ʞɔɐq ʇǝʍ pᴉdnʇs noʎ
ʇɐʎlqɐʞʎɔ
~G 3"
"Well…that was pointless." Michael mumbled as he crumpled the paper and threw it away, "Time to get the hell out of here."
As he walked towards the door leading outward, he noticed the Red curtain resting against the wall on the right of the door; two boxes of shells rested near it. He said nothing as he picked it up and loaded it. He took a deep breath as he put his hand on the doorknob and twisted, then pushed the door open
"Huh, I expected-", he was cut off as an alarm began to blare, "There we go."
! WARNING! WARNING! CONTAIMENT BREACHED! ALL KEY PERSONELL EVACUATE! SYSTEMATIC PURGE WILL BEGIN IN *45* MINUTES!
"If I remember correctly; the system purge is a release of the Nexus toxin, and then blowing up the rebirth labs." Michael mused as he began walking towards the cell block exit, "forty-five minutes, seems like enough time."
Music began to play through the speaker system as he began to run towards the exit
[Resident evil 6- the mercenaries] or [Resident evil 5- in flames or assault fire]
"And now music is playing from the PA's? Great." He thought as he ran past zombies, barely dodging blind swings and grab attempts
He heard a familiar growl as he was about to round the next corner, he took Red curtain from its holster and quickly turning around to shoot an airborne target to his right
"I don't have time to play with freaks like you." He commented as a mutated body fell past him, "Leapers, always a pain in th-"
He cut off as something grabbed him and threw him at a nearby wall, the sound of the impact began to rouse and enrage nearby infected
"Never forget about the nearby "alpha" zombie whenever there's a horde." Michael mumbled as he dusted himself off and pulled out the curtain, "Come on big guy, let's see how far I can get that brain of yours scattered."
Michael charged towards the 7 foot tall beast of a man and ducked under their next strike, then brought the Red curtain to their face and reduced their head into a mush made up of skull and gray matter
"And when an Alpha dies", Michael turned his attention to the approaching horde, "pheromones are released from the body that mark an uninfected target."
"Which is a little confusing in my case; I mean I am technically infected but immune to the whole "becoming feral" part of the infection, so the common infected should ignore me, and yet they don't."
He began fighting through the horde with a combination of unarmed strikes and using his two guns as clubs
"I'm a brown belt in taekwondo and a red belt in karate" Michael thought as he kicked an approaching zombie, "I spent 9 months training with a wakizashi. None of that prepares you to fight your way through a horde of zombies."
He heard a gurgling sound to his left and pounced on a zombie in front of him, then proceeded to beat their skull in; and looked behind him on his right to see 4 zombies being melted by a red liquid.
"There's always a Bloater." Michael mumbled as he turned to look at the mutant, "Spits noxious acid and explodes sometimes."
The mutant in question had several blisters across parts of its exposed skin, most of which were surrounding the stomach area
"You will explode when I kill you", Michael said as he ran away from the mutant, "and I don't want to be near you when that happens."
As Michael got further away, the mutant's blisters began to swell and convulse as its mouth began to fill with acid. Michael turned back to it and fired off two shots from Dom's rifle, hitting its stomach and head; causing it to explode in an acidic mess
"You poor fat bastard", Michael commented as the acid began melting nearby zombies, "now then, the exit should be just around the corner."
! *30* MINUTES REMAINING UNTIL PURGE! ALL KEY PERSONELL PLEASE EVACUATE!
He continued running and fighting his way through the horde, every so often to reloading his guns
"Fuck", Michael hissed as he neared the door, remembering something, "I need clearance in order to use the elevator."
The sound of a woman crying got his attention; the sobs sent chills up his spine
"That crying girls around", He says fearfully, "Knowing my luck she's probably near someone who has a high clearance."
Michael began to follow the crying, not questioning why he was able to hear it over the blaring alarms or zombies; weaving through the infected horde until he reached where the cries came from
"Cell ninety-seven", he said with a sigh, "Odds are Doc Salim has the keycard and is most likely hiding in a storage closet."
He peered into the cell through the observation window for any kind of hint about what's in there and almost fell back in surprise as a zombie launched itself at the door on the other side
"Or you know, Doc Salim is the one with the key and is infected." He observed, "Figures she would lock herself in the cell; now how to I get it without enraging her?"
The zombie in the room threw itself at the door again, making the infected doctor in the room look at the door to investigate the disturbance
"Can't let her see me", Michael thought as he ducked behind the door, "Figures she'd be a witch." (L4d2 special infected, I couldn't come up with something better)
Michael waited until the zombie launched itself against the door again and opened it just before the impact, causing it to stumble out into the hall where he clubbed it over the head with the rifle
"Now comes the hard part", He thought as he entered the room, "She still has the key on her, so I need to get within reach and just take it, and most likely run."
Michael slowly crept towards the witch, her sobs beginning to disorient him
"Stay focused, don't lose your goal Michael", he thought to himself as he got closer, "just grab the keycard and haul ass."
He stood at least 9 inches away from the sobbing doctor, slowly reaching to her side where the keycard hung from
"Twist and pull", Michael thought as his fingers wrapped around the edge of the card
! PURGE WILL BEGIN IN *10* MINUTES! KEY PERSONELL EVACUATE NOW! NEXUS TOXIN HAS BEEN *RELEASED*!
Michael quickly pulled the key quickly as the announcement startled him, causing the witch to look back at him and begin growling angrily
"FUCKFUCKFUCKFUCKFUCKFUCKFUCKFUCKFUCK!" he shouted as he ran away from the now shrieking doctor, nearly tripping over the zombie he killed earlier as he reached the door leading out into the hall; quickly regaining his stature as he impacts with the door of the cell across the hall, he continued running with the witch in pursuit. The hall to the left of the cell block had begun to fill with a green mist
"Those claws of hers can tear through this armor in a couple seconds", He thought as he charged through the horde, "so a wall of flesh won't do much to stop her."
He could hear the zombies being ripped apart behind him as he continued running towards the elevator, the witch screaming angrily all the while. The music was now drowning out the alarms and the infected horde as he continued running, the witch's shrieks getting ever closer to him.
"Wait…why the fuck am I running from her?" He thought as he remembered his guns, "All it takes is one shot."
He reached for the Red curtain as he slowed down to a sprint, twisting around at a quick speed as the witch swung at him; barely dodging her claws as they passed his face while he brought the curtain up to her neck and pulled trigger, effectively decapitating her.
"BITCH!" was Michael's only response as her head flew by from the momentum
! PURGE WILL BEGIN IN *5* MINUTES! YOU'RE ALL ON YOUR OWN AT THIS POINT!
"That's my cue to leave." He said as he resumed his run to the elevator, the green mist getting closer to him as he runs
As he reaches the elevator, he sees the Nexus toxin is pouring in from the other hallways along with an infected horde. He quickly swipes the key and scabs the doctors severed head to gain access; he hears the doors begin to open slowly as he hears some of the infected begin to run
"Not now, PLEASE don't do this to me now." He mumbled in a panicked tone as he got the Red curtain ready, "Come on, hurry up and open."
Elevators open
He quickly ran into the elevator and hit the button (several times) that would send him to ground level; as he pushed the button, a zombie broke out into a full on sprint towards the elevator, they lunged for the elevator as it closed quickly, severing their arm as they reached for Michael.
"Surely it can't get any worse?" Michael said as he slumped down against the wall, elevator music began to play, "fuck."
Michael felt the elevator shake as the rebirth labs exploded beneath him
"That's one nightmare dealt with." He muttered as he stood up from his slumped position, "now onward to Smith and his-"
Michael gripped his head as he began to have a headache and fell to his knees from the intensity of the feeling. He remained in this position for a few minutes until the elevator doors opened, and he stepped out.
He looked around at the architecture with a disgusted feeling
"And to think, these bastards used tax-payer mon-", his voice trailed as a figure rounded the corner
"M-Michael?"
"Amily?"
Suddenly he began to scream out in pain as he felt his head begin to split apart as memories began flooding in, their meeting, the temple, and the small discussions. The world began to fade away and his limbs began to feel heavy, like they were tied up.
HAPPY NEW YEAR