Resident Evil....The Umbrella Rebirth THE RP!

Before anything could be done, the monster shot again, collapsing the roof above the man. Ah shit! It was bad enough that the man was injured from the fall, but the debris could very well kill him. It wasn't good. He was either dead, or going to be dead when the monster got to him. Hild did the only thing she could do to help him. She levelled the pistol at the monster and let off 3 rounds towards the monster to get its attention.
 
OOC: Sorry for the delay, I had a friend over for 5 days ^^
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He knew about the presence but did not react as other matters were higher prioritized at the moment.
Turning around he saw into the red lenses of a gas mask, namely Hunk’s mask as he announced his entry with a simple "I'm here."

“Good-“ The man in the coat started as he took a few steps towards the masked man. “-It seems I have a job for you. On the outskirts of the city Claire and Leon have arrived, I want you to slow them down enough for the experiments to take over.” After explaining the order, he turns around as he starts walking towards a door.
As he enters the doorway, he stops and looks back to the masked man. “After the experiments arrive, fall back and observe, report back to me with everything.”
Without waiting for confirmation, he simply turned back and went though the doorway .
 
-Biohazard Elevation: FIRST CONTACT-

In a dusty side-street and old beggar was shambling through an alley, searching through trash-cans for anything to eat, as he searched around with no luck....suddenly he heard a scratching noise..."Oh, a rat....that'll do nicely have not eaten in days".

As he moved to investigate...an infected dog lept out from behind a pile of boxes and sank its teeth into his throat....his screams of terror were drowned out by him drowning on his own blood.....a few moments later.....and with a loud groan the old beggar would stand to his feet.....arisen again as a T-Virus infected Zombie.....

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The motorbike engine ceased to rumble as the masked woman turned the ignition off and removed the keys...stepping off and heading to the door of the mansion.

The halls were well decorated, with lavish red carpets streching up the double staircase, the flooring was made from expensive marble and several ornate decorations and expensive pictures littered the pedastals and walls.

Without hesitation, the cloaked female quickly moved off to the door on the left and entered a large dining room, an old grandfather clock continously ticked and an expensive portrait by an unknown author was strung over a fireplace...moving down the hallway, she noticed her contact entering the room through the bottom door...

She removed the file from her cloak and placed it on the table next to them, looking at the man and simply uttering "The BSAA have been slowed at the police department, what do you wish of me next?" as she stood eye to eye with her contact and awaited his orders.
 
The barely audible sound of an engine stopped outside of the mansion as he was walking along a small corridor. A few seconds later he entered the lower door of the dining room; it was fairly large and was decorated to a rather high standard.
Not many seconds after he entered the door, his accomplice entered an opposing door that was somewhat higher in the room.
She wore a large gray hooded coat, and a metal mask that was portrayed like a bird’s beak and red eyes.

As they met close to the main table, she placed a folder on the table. "The BSAA have been slowed at the police department, what do you wish of me next?" her simple report stated, asking for her new assignment at the same time.

He picked up the folder and took a few steps away. “Oversee the interrogation of Sheva Alomar, and kill Redfield if you see him.” His order was simple enough and as soon as it was completed, he continued walking before he stopped once again. “Show your face to him as he draws his last breath, it should be a fitting present as he leaves this world don't you think?” he stated with a slight grin and an almost elegant wave of his hand as he again started to walk through the door, leaving his accomplice to her new order.
 
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“Show your face to him as he draws his last breath, it should be a fitting present as he leaves this world don't you think?”....as those words echoed in the masked womans head....she felt an urge to resist the order, but she accepted her task regardless with a simple nod...

She made her way to the main hall and upstairs onto the second floor, and followed a passage to an old rusted door....she threw her leg forward and with a thrusting kick, the door swung open and she entered...there were various boxes of ammunition and weapons in the room along with a steel suitcase that she briefly glanced at and ignored, she quickly picked up a few boxes of machinegun ammunition and a pair of Zx6 sub-machineguns, holstering them on her belt underneath her cloak....she also took a heavily modified handgun that was engraved with the STARS logo on the handle, the handle and sliding clip were both blue and accepted .44 magnum rounds, which she took 3 clips of....

She holstered the handgun inside her cloak on the breast holster she was wearing...revealing a skintight blue battlesuit for a moment...in the corner of her eye she also spotted a PSG-1 sniper rifle inside a gun-cabinet, but the gun would be much to large to carry and be kept underneath the cloak, so she left it alone....for now...

Heading to a door within the room, the cloaked woman pulled a keycard from within her cloak and the door slid open revealing a flight of steps leading to a winding tunnel....she took the tunnel and walked for several minutes....until she finally reached an elevator, which upon exiting, she entered into the police chiefs office in the police department, with several armed police officers and STARS members surrounding a woman tied to a chair....

Reaching into her cloak the masked woman pulled out her handgun and held it to the prisoners head and simply asked "Where is Redfield?" with a voice so cold and devoid of emotion, she would be mistaken for a cold-blooded murderer......
 
Marcus spotted a rodent and immediately picked it up, however, he noticed that the rat was almost lifeless, and agressive, as if it was infected with the T-virus. "Strange...." Marcus said, "....someone must have gone out of their way to infect these rats, but who, and why?" It then dawned on Marcus that someone is trying to infect the citizens of New Racoon City, which made Marcus torn between his duty to help the people and the solitude and seclusion from any human lidfe here. Suddenly, the brutish man felt the ground shake, as if an explosion has occured in the area. It was these events that helped make his decision. "Darn it, well, may as well take my herbs." He proceeded to eat the Silverstonewood herb mixture that will temporarily regress the Tf-virus. The herbs worked, making him human again. "I only have about 30 minutes, may as well make it last." Marcus then climbed out of the sewers, only to see that a second explosion rocked the RPD HQ. "Not so subtle isn't it." Marcus started to run towards the HQ.
 
Rebecca heard a ruckus and drew her pistol, running stealthily to where she heard the noise coming from.
She resisted theurge to exclaim; "Shit!" as she saw the huge thing milling around. It was time to head back into the action.
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Alison placed her gun in her pocket, and the syringe, filled to the brim with a viscuous green liquid. She had they apprehended Sheva, a high ranking S.T.A.R. She was the one who had to get the truth out of her.
 
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Chris swore as he rolled sideways again to avoid the brute, he threw the bulky jacket he wore to the side and holstered his handgun, only to draw his shotgun moments later. He ran towards the brute at break neck speed, knowing that on the other side was a window for him to easily break through. As he was only a metre away, he fired the shotgun point blank in it's face and using the distraction, slid underneath the things huge legs, using the momentum he got back to his feet and in an instant, jumped through the window. Glass shattered around him and he fell a few metres down as the road came towards him very fast.

He rolled forwards as his feet touched the ground and quickly stood up, he was safe for now but he needed to find Sheva and figure out exactly what was going on. Who was that person who took the file? Chris thought to himself, something was oddly familiar about them...

Sheva Alomar

"Go to hell." Sheva told the person and spat on the floor, her hands were bound behind her back and she was forced to sit so her feet were behind her and all the pressure on her knees. It wasn't exactly the most comfortable position. She had been dragged from the open truck by the scruff of her neck and dragged to what seemed to be the back entrance of a building. She had no idea where she was and as such seemed to be quite disorientated.

Within several minutes she had found herself in what appeared to be a boiler room, it was boiling hot and her blue vest was sticking to her chest as the sweat from her body made it damp. "Who the hell are you anyway!"
 
"Who the hell are you anyway!" Was the response that came from the lips of the captive BSAA agent..despite being held at gunpoint....

The masked woman took the barrel of her handgun away from Sheva, and clubbed her across the face with the butt part of the handgun, and showed her the STARS logo on the grip before spinning the gun in her hand and replacing it within her holster in her cloak..and gripping her with one hand around her throat and the other restraining her arm.....her eyes seemingly piercing through Sheva's very soul..

"You!...Give her the shot now!" The masked woman noted to Alison whom had taken out a needle of sodium hydroxide and was waiting nearby, as she restrained Sheva tightly on the chair.....
 
Alison looked at the masked woman and stabbed the needle downwards. As it punctured the skin of the S.T.A.R's arm, she smirked and pushed the needle down, sending a jet of the serum into Sheva's system.
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"Chris!" yelled Rebecca, dashing over to him quickly. "Where the fuck where you? I've been waiting for hours!"
 
"Good...now lets see if your so stubborn" The masked woman mentioned as she relinquished her grip and took a step back now that the sodium hydroxide had been injected....

"Alison take the passage on the door on your left, MR A is waiting to give you...your next assignment" She mentioned to her collegue "And the rest of you leave us!" she continued to the armed guards and STARS members as they left the room....

"Now...Miss Alomar wasn't it?....Who sent you?....and what are your orders?....speak!" The masked woman continued as she crossed her arms staring coldly into the eyes of Sheva, awaiting to see what results her line of questioning would bring....
 
Lay there in the dark, his eyes opened slowly, Stephen sat up, he was sweating. It was another nightmare about the racoon city incident. his families deaths. "I hate this" stephen muttered as he stood up and walked over to the mirror. he looked at himself, his sleeping trousers hung to his ankle.

he leant against his sink and looked into the mirror, looking back at himself, his mid length dark hair hung un styled. His dark eyes filled with tears. he placed his left hand on his right shoulder, three bullet scars in a triangle on the front of his shoulder. "why did it happen to me" he muttered.

Stephen pulled on his regular dark clothes and then styled his hair. he left his flat and headed out to the street. it was dead. Stephen strode through the empty night filled streets, getting some fresh air to clear his head.
 
The three bullets didn't do much, but she hoped that it was enough to draw the beast's attention. Seeing the scurrying figure of the man leap out the window, Hild was satisfied that she had helped enough and it was her time to escape. A loud roar of a familiar engine caught Hild's attention. Before she could look, her comm rang out and Kumi's voice came out over the headphone. Out the side window, Now! It seems Kumi had heard the rockets and decided to run. Not waiting to see who the monster goes for, Hild belted at the floor before launching herself out the side window. Despite the fall, Hild landed with a nice roll and was back on her feet within a second, before she jumped into her convertible Mustang. Instantly, Kumi stepped on the pedal and the car shot out towards the driveway to the front of the compound. Skidding around the tight bend, the car throttled on and for an instant, it's headlight flashed across a girl and the man before the duo drove by. Hild thought for a second to stop and give them a lift away from here, but Kumi continued gunning it, and the two figures became smaller as the distanced themselves. Shit! I guess they can take care of themselves...
 
Marcus finally made it to the RPD Headquarters, where he saw trough the windows a large crowd of policemen and a few STARS members investigating the situation. He walked up the steps to the Police station but the policemen said, "Sorry, we cannot let people enter the building at this time. Marcus responded, "What's going on over there?"
"Someone tried to steal some documents, but we will have under control soon." The officer said. A still suspicious Marcus finally said, "Ok, have a nice day gentlemen." The infected rats, the rabid dogs and now this, these are too close to be called coincindences. This will mean infiltrating the base to look for clues. "Looks like I'm going to have to get to my wall of weapons for this."

the wall of weapons wasn't really a wall, but a container full of weapons, ammo and equipment for any situation. (talk about being crazy prepared) The container was located in a very secure room in his apartment that can only be opened by a password. (Or a RPG). He took the container with him when he escaped from the Arklay Mts.

When Marcus arrived at the apartment room, he headed directly for the secure room and entered the password* in. Marcus opened the door and opened the container. Looking through the guns he found the gun he was looking for, a USP.45 for Close Quarter Engagements. He then picked a scoped Mosin-Nagant rifle, modified to use tranquilizers. Marcus then thinks back to when he did some sniper training with the USMC Force Recon. He never was an efficient sniper, having hit targets for 70% of the time. "I need to know the truth, and stop whoever is responsible. I don't want people to suffer from this disease, I just can't allow that.

OOC: Later on in the RP, I shall deliver the password to select people in the RP.
 
Stephen strode through the streets looking around, the city wasn't the same as it was earlier in the week. Stephen glanced into an alleyway and noticed some movement. "hello" he shouted into the alley as he approached. "Is anyone there?" he continued when he noticed a man walking towards him, something was off. The man was stumbling and not working "Is he drunk" Stephen thought to himself as he walked closer.

as Stephen got closer to the man, the man threw himself at Stephen, tackling him to the floor and pinning him down Stephen grabbed the guys shirt with his left hand and placed his right hand on the man's throat holding him up "Sir, what are you doing" the guy was snarling and trying to bite Stephen Stephen saw the guys eyes, and noticed they weren't normal, they reminded him of "Not again" Stephen muttered as he adjusted his hand positioning and snapped the man's neck, killing him.

Stephen rolled the corpse off of him and sprinted back to his appartment, to his safe.
 
"Yes ma'am," bowed Alison, nothing but respect in her bright eyes,a nd disgust and abhorrance in her moralless heart.
One day, she would be the one giving the orders. One day, they would all revere her as she deserved, As she had deserved all her life.
She took the passage, sparing Sheva and the masked woman one more look before she vanished into the passageway.
 
Bio-hazard Esculation Level 2!

-A young woman and her daughter had accidently taken a wrong turn after an argument with her drunk husband as they were seeking the nearby hotel and spotted an old beggar who seemed to be in pain, as his pained groans carried upon the night air, the curious little girl ran up to the old man whom was sat slightly swaying tapping him on the shoulder...."Excuse me mister, are you ok" within seconds the old man lunged forward and sank his teeth into the young girls arm biting down heavily....she let out a pained shriek as her distraught mother, ran to pull her away....as she managed to wrestle her daughter away the old man bit the woman on her calf....she screamed in agony as blood dripped from the wound and she limped away.....

About an hour later after the ordeal....they would fall asleep leaving behind there humanity and rising as infected mindless T-Virus zombies....the hotel staff would be there first victims....the next would be the guests....
 
Stephen entered the code into his safe, spinning the dial back and forward 3 times to different numbers. he then twisted the large handle and a large Dunk sound, signified the safe was open. He pulled the door open and looked at his gear inside. he grabbed his Holster first, connecting it to his right thigh, he then Grabbed his beretta slid a clip into it and watched the barrel click into place, signifying it was loaded. After holstering his Beretta Stephen slid the two spare clips into their places in it. he then grabbed his knife sheath, which doubled up to hold his Grenade and Herb-spray's. he slid his arms through the slits and clipped the front together, he stuck the grenade in the pouch over the front of his right shoulder and then slid the combat knife into the same place on the other side. he slid his two herbs into the slots under the left arm. and then stood up. "Here we go again" he muttered as he exited his Flat.

Stephen exited his flat building in a rush and headed straight to his car. he climbed in and started the engine. he checked his mirrors and then pulled out, Accelerating past the speed limit and headint towards City hall.
 
Marcus, now back to his brute form, went on top of the roof of his apartment, sniper and pistol equipped. He sighs, then says, "Here we go" Before running off the building and jumping onto another one. He continued scaling across buildings, until he came across one on the other side of the street. Marcus stepped back to the edge of the building. Then ran as fast as he could on four appendages. Marcus jumped across and somehow made across to the center of the building. Marcus was happy for the first time since being infected. There was an unintended side effect to his form, he was granted a form of superhuman agility.

Marcus made it to a builiding adjacent to the RPD HQ. He set up his Modded Scoped Mosin Nagant (I'll call it MSMN) and pointed it on the ceiling of the HQ. Marcus managed to spot 2 guys on the building. With careful aiming, the brute let 2 tranquilizers down range, each managing to hit it's mark. The tranuilizers immediately went into effect, putting the guards straight to sleep. Leaving his sniper rifle at the location (lest the police figure out what's going on), Marcus jumped towards the RPD HQ building and picked up one of their Customized M9's and the ammo from both guards. It will be time to begin his infiltration.
 
"Whatever."

HUNK didn't have much to say to Mr. A...he rarely did. He left the room, being careful to close the door behind him. He sighed. Umbrella's weakness has always been their arrogance. They always believe that they have the upper hand. And they've never truly had it. HUNK turned sharply to his left, in spite of the fact that the nearest exit was on his right. HUNK descended deeper into the complex, coming to a stop in front of a large metal door labeled 'Bio-Hazard Containment'. He took notice of the area...of its rather advanced security system and its sheer size. It would indeed be rather tough to crack...

HUNK was now on the streets of Raccoon City. He would indeed intercept Claire and Leon...if only to serve his own goals. He had read detailed dossiers on their whereabouts and lives after the First Incident. He had studied their lives as carefully as a scientist studies his subject...or a lion studies his prey. He continued to move through the city, slowly reaching the outer limits, where he would surely find his targets...
 
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