Chapter 1: The Beginning

I could never imagine the day where I would die like this. A horrible way to go. I keep running from those horrid creatures that was loosened by the Umbrella corporation. They keep appearing from all over the place and it seemed like there's no end to their spawning. So I keep running from corridor to corridor until I was trapped and cornered by these things. This is it! Just as I thought my life is over, then another creature appeared and attack the other. It fought off the other abominations and then offered me it's hand. What was that thing? Why is it helping me? What is its soul purpose for living anyway? And more importantly, how did I end up in this mess? Let me take you to the very beginning of the story. My name is Tony O'Connel. Six months ago, I ran away from home. Well I usually lived in the apartment with a couple of roommates but they were being straight up assholes. Boy I can't stand them! I became so fed up with their behaviors and decided to ran away. I found my way to South Dakota by hoping on a train. Finally, I have reach my destination as the train stopped by the station. I got off the train and stretched my legs. Then I felt a little hungry. With a little money I have left, I went to go grab something to eat. When I got to the market place, I pass by a couple of strange tall men in thug suits. They were all standing in a certain area, acting like they're on protocol like as if something is about to happen. I wondered why they are positioned like that but I shook it off and continue strolling down the market. I brought myself a bag of cinnamon apple donuts. Man! I love the sweet crispy taste, it made my mouth water like crazy. As I kept strolling down the walkway, more tall men in suits kept expanding from every corner. I seriously have no idea what's going on. Then I suddenly became so distracted by their habits that I wasn't paying attention to where I was going and I ran into somebody, a girl. She has long curly brunette hair, eyes as green as the sea and her skin so rosy. After I accidentally run into her without looking, her books slipped from her arms and fell on the ground.

"Oh no! Look at this mess!" She says in distress as she kneels down to pick up her books."Oh dear, I hope nothing is ruined."

"I'm sorry! I'm so sorry!" I said, feeling bad for her. "I wasn't watching where I'm going. Here, let me help you."

I kneeled to her level to pick up her things. While doing that, I saw a page sticking out of the book. It says, "classified information documents" on the right side of the paper. Seeing that, intrigued me like a bolt of lightning. The girl quickly grabs the book out of my hands. It like she doesn't want me to see the unknown page.

"Oh thank you so much for lending me a helpful hand. I appreciate it." said the young woman as she flips her hair. "And also, don't worry about it. Things like that happens all the time."

"Yeah. They do." I said as I help her on her feet.

"Hey you?" she says as she looks at me. She thought I looked like someone she knew. "You look kinda familiar to me. I think I've met you long time ago. Are you Tony O'Connel?"

"Yeah? Why?" I replied in confusion for I've never met her before nor do I remember her. Then she said it.

"It's me. Genevieve!" the young woman said with a warm smile on her face. "We go to elementary school together."

"Genevieve?" I said as I started to remember her now. "I hardly recognized you! You know, with the curly hair?"

"Yeah! And you have changed too since we last saw each other." says Genevieve, chuckling like the angel she always have been. "I see you grew out your hair."

"Yeah, I have." I said, grabbing my hair and readjusting my pony tail.

"It looks good on you." Genevieve complimented me.

"Thanks." I replied, blushing a little.

After I'm finally reunited with my long time friend, we decided to walk down the market together. We have a lot of catching up to do. After all, she did move away since I last saw her the day before graduation in elementary school twenty five years ago.

"So what brings you here in South Dakota?" Genevieve asked.

"I was running away from the hellhole of a place I call home." I said, looking away for a split second.

"Oh my god. Why's is that?" she wondered.

"I can't stand these womanizing roommates of mine." I answered and continued with my reasons. "They just want to sit around and be disgusting, bummy, lying, cheating douchebags. I really can't stand them. That's why I left."

"Oh that's not good." said Genevieve. "I'm so sorry that you have to deal with that."

"Nah! Don't worry about it." I chuckled. "It's not a big deal to me anymore. Now that I'm free from that bullshit, I can go anywhere as I please without any problems."

"Oh! Well that's good to hear." Genevieve remarked in relief.

"Yeah." I said, smiling back at her.

Genevieve looks at the time on her phone. It was one forty five. She realizes that she is running late for she has to be somewhere around two o'clock. She turned to me once more.

"I have to go!" she said in a swift tone. "I gotta be somewhere at 2pm."

"Oh okay. Well, uh... It's nice seeing you again." I said."

"Yes. I'll see you around, Tony." says Genevieve as she starts running, waving back at me. "Goodbye!"

"Goodbye!" I shouted back.

As I watched her leave, she accidentally dropped something on the ground. I immediately noticed it and went to pick the item up. It is her identification card. Before I knew it, my eyes becomes set on the name of the corporation that she is now working for.

"The Umbrella Excel Corporation?" I read aloud.

That's when it immediately comes to mind that I should follow her and return her card. I put the card in my hoodie pocket and I went to find Genevieve. So far, I have no luck for I don't know where she is. She's going to need her ID card for whatever or wherever that Umbrella Excel place is. Plus, I don't have the slightest clue where to find it nor what they do there in the corporation. Suddenly, I saw a mysterious man on a motorcycle from a block away. His outfit has the same symbol that is on Genevieve's card. The Umbrella symbol. I thought maybe if I can catch up to him, he'll return the card to Genevieve. So I begin to run after him.

"Hey! Hey!" I shouted, running to the guy.

Before I can get to him, the traffic lights switched from red to green and the man on the motorcycle took off. Out of breath, I looked around for a way to go after him. I saw a unused motor bike on the railings, then suddenly, I had an idea. I took the motor bike and went to go after the man. The owner yelled but I was too far away to hear him. The chase begins as I tried to reach the mysterious man. It was not easy. A bunch of cars kept getting in my way, but I invade them as I possibly can. A truck got in the way but I slide underneath it. The mysterious man turned to the right lane and I nearly missed him. But I manage to get on his tail. No way he's losing me that easily. Like a daredevil stuntman, I hopped onto the large tow truck, jumped into the air and landed on the another lane, where the man is currently taking. I have no idea where's he headed, but I kept following him anyway. After a long and wild chase to the middle of nowhere, I quietly followed behind the man as I could. Then he stopped. I quickly turned off the motor bike, hid behind the trees and watch the man as he got off his motorcycle. He looks around to make sure that he is not followed. Then, he went the the Rocky Mountain side. I stayed hidden and observe his strange antics. He pulls out his identification card, holds it up for scanning. The computer reads the ID card.

"Access Granted!" the computer acknowledges and it opens the doors for the man to enter.

I came out of hiding and crept up to the strange entrance. Deep inside, I felt a little afraid and uneasy. I don't know what was going on, but I don't feel so good about this. Especially when I feel like I was trespassing on a property of things that I can hardly understand. My gut is telling me that I shouldn't be doing this but I went for it anyway. I hold the identification card up to the scanner and the computer read it, recognizing only Genevieve.

"Access Granted!" says the computer as it opens the doors.

I summoned up my courage and headed inside. The hallways is dark and I can barely see where I'm going. Then suddenly, lights began flickering on as I reached the large elevator. The gates close on me and the elevator took me downward. During the ride down, I look through the big window, seeing how big the corporation is, from the testing labs, to creature creating workshops and numerous rooms of massive bio weaponry. I guess this must be the Umbrella Excel facility. I couldn't believe my eyes. Could this be where Genevieve works? Why hasn't she told me about it? The thought strikes me like crazy as I wonder about this new job she works at now. The elevator stopped and it seemed that I have reach the floor. As the doors opens, three scientists were standing right in front of me. My heart started racing like my life is in immediate danger. Luckily, one of them said this.

"Young man. What are you doing here?" The scientist asked.

"Uhh... I was looking for someone." I responded as I try not to look suspicious. "A girl who work here in Umbrella Excel. She is a friend of mine and she lost her ID."

I quickly pull the card out of my pocket and showed it to the scientists. They know who she is, and yet they're not letting me off that easily.

"We can't have an unknown personnel here in this part of the facility." said one of the scientists. "But if you're a friend of this young lady, we will allow you in. There's a guest/visitor panel on the far right over there."

"Oh! Ok, thank you." I said as I head to the panel down the right hallway.

I made my way to the guest/visitor panel and passed by the labs. I turned my head to the each room and see numerous doctors and personnel. I also see a bunch of containers underneath me as I walked over the steel pathway. It leads me to wonder, what's in those containers? What experiments are they working on here? Those questions flooded my mind as my curiosity got the better of me. As I finally made to the guest/visitor panel, they asked for my name and I told them. Then they gave a thin technical ID device which it's kind of cool because it immediately knows my personal date of birth, my blood type and everything. I clipped the visitor ID on my sweater and went to find Genevieve. While I searched all over the place for her, I ran into a group of other guests and visitors and I join the crew. We enter the lab of Dr. Damien Hartz, the head researcher of the facility. He was examining his work and now turns to notice the group.

"Greetings, my friends." the doctor greeted as he walks over to us. "I am Dr. Damien Hartz. And I am pleased to welcome you all into my lab. Please do follow me."

We follow the scientist as he took us further into his lab. He explained everything that goes on in his work and the visitors gasps, taking notes. Then he gave us a tour, showing us the top secret experiments that he and the other researchers has been working on for a long period of time, testing biological chemicals and making what appears to be some kind of weapons for the national government. But luckily, no one knew about it, just because Umbrella doesn't want everyone to know about it. Dr. Hartz lead us into the secret containment chambers where they contained the disfigured, disturbing and horrifically mortified abominations in glass tombs filled with water. The guests were stunned and shocked after seeing them, but the doctor calmed us down with a gentle warm smile.

"Please do not be alarmed." the doctor insured. "They're contained in the highly secured tombs. They don't come out and nobody can open them. Other than personnel like myself. So you're perfectly safe."

The guests were relieved by the doctor's words. They were all terrified by them but for some reason, but I became so fascinated by these things. My eyes are glued to the big muscular things that were in the tombs from the back of the lab. Dr. Hartz came to my side, noticing my fascination with those creepy creatures.

"They are called B.O.W.s." Dr. Hartz explained to me. "Biological Organic Weaponry. And each B.O.W. has a special class. The ones you're just seeing are the Tyrants."

"Tyrants, huh?" I said in a quiet tone. "Wow. Interesting."

"Now come along, young man." says Dr. Hartz as he urges me to follow him back to the group.

I followed him but on the way back the to other guests, I quickly turn my head as I faced a tall B.O.W., contained in a special tomb. It has red and black features with disturbingly fleshy parts coming out from each of its limbs. Then I look at the code name on the glass, stating "Project No. 629". Finally, we caught up with the others and continue on with the tour. We reached his office and he showed us what he was examining earlier.

"As I'm sure you're all aware of the research here, we are developing a new kind of virus." Dr. Hartz explained as shows his work on the display screen. "We call this one the K virus. Not very deadly, but can cause quite an amount of numerous health concerns if not keep in check daily. With the right dose into the bloodstream, the K virus will duplicate itself and then, it will eradicate."

"Meaning?" I asked, interestingly.

"It will bond with your blood." said Dr. Hartz as he continues explaining. "And then later, you'll begin to inhabit inhuman strength, agility, ability and intelligence."

The guest were surprised and astonished about their amazing discovery of the K virus. It is hard to imagine if the virus fell into the wrong hands. I begin thinking to myself that Genevieve has a cool place to work at. Suddenly, I remember that I need to return her ID card. So I quickly slip away from the crowd. As I searched all over the facility for her, a security guard stopped me.

"Where do you think you're going, sir?" he asked firmly.

Panicking on the inside a little, I took a deep breath and said this.

"I was looking for someone who dropped her ID card." I told him. "And also, I'm looking for the restroom."

"Give me her card and I return it to her." said the guard as he held out his hand to me.

I gave him Genevieve's ID and he points to the doors at the end of the hallway.

"The restrooms are right down there. You won't miss it." said the security guard.

I nodded respectfully and headed down the hall. I enter the men's room and went to tinkle. Just as I was finished, all of a sudden, an alarm broke out. My heart raced for the sound really scared the living crap out of me, for I have not seen this coming. Then suddenly, the vents let out a knockout gas. I inhaled the gas and become very sleepy. Before I can get out of the restroom, I collapsed onto the floor, completely unconcience. As I lie there, out as the light, I can hear people screaming outside the restroom. Something must've happened that could made the facility go in high alert. Then a sound of a monster's growl was heard as more personnel rushed to get everyone out in one peace. As all of that jazz went on in the main lobby, my eyes blacks out and little do I know is that where it all began.