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

The man seemed more battered than the last time Hild saw her. There he stood, clutching at his ribs as if injured. "Are you guys ok?" Hild snapped a bit at the question, her patience drawn thin by the recent events. Ok? No! The HQ got demolished by a friggin monster, some green thing almost made me into a paste, a dead guy just tried to eat my brains and my mustang got blown to bits! No i am not okay! There was a slight pause. Realising her temper, Hild took a deep breath to calm her nerves. Sorry about that. Things are just a little bit hectic right now. I have no idea what is going on. She was about to continue when the building shooked with an explosion. What? more missiles? She was sick of whoever it was that shot the damn things, but running low on ammo, she needed to flee. Whasyourname! Back door, now! Incoming missiles.Kumi had leaped the sofa and was already ahead of the duo. Escape now, questions later.
 
"Jeeze, next time I'll not ask" Chris replied as he followed the duo out of the back door still favoring his injured ribs, the only thing he could think about was Jill and the fact that she had tried to kill him, and what did she mean by hes here?....

As they were making there way to the backdoor, Chris grabbed a few shotgun shells from the desk and pocketted them....suddenly his PDA blinked into life, Sheva was on the screen

"Chris, I just contacted HQ....they sent me a data file they recovered from the Delta squad who are still in Africa...uploading it to you now"

Chris waited patiently as the loading bar scrolled across the screen, waving his hand to signify to the officers it might be quite important..

The data finished downloading and Chris opened the attached file....the file was on Jill Valentine....Chris took a deep breath as he began to read the data...
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Project Valentine: Specimen...Female....Age...34.....

Project Valentine has been of great use to us since the capture of one Jill Valentine, who would believe that even after S.T.A.R.S she would prove so much worth to us still!

Upon prepping to use as a test subject for the T-Gamma virus, we made an interesting discovery....a dormant anomly of the T-Virus within her body, more remarkable still is once the T-Virus was coaxed out of the hibernation into an active state...it mutated into powerful antibodies, effectively killing the T-Virus infection.

Further tests have shown that not only is she completely immune to all forms of viral infection, her damaged tissue and celluar regrowth has tripled thanks to the anti-bodies residing in her system, these anti-bodies have aided greatly in our research...allowing us to stablise previously fatally poisonous Viral weapons, to creating a vaccine that enables our researchers to work without fear of contraction.

After the perfection of the T-Gamma, a device was implanted onto the subject dubbed "Project Valentine"....this device would inject the powerful p-30 progenitor stimulant into the wearers blood-stream, effectively making the subject a super soldier that would follow every command given, no questions asked.

However, the host subject seems to have a tremendous amount of self-resilence and restraint, and seems to be able to break the control of the p-30 periodcally, so we have further implemented an electro-shock system that will inject a fresh dose of p-30 at the same time, effectively breaking the subjects will once more....This seems to be working to a great extent...

Furthermore, we have chosen to mask "Project Valentines" Identity due to her being globably known....we have chosen a long cloak and a specially crafted "Bird-mask" as it is seen as relgious symbol amongst the peoples of africa.....

Word has it the BSAA are snooping around, so we have despatched "Project Valentine" to handle the threat and tail them wherever they go, reporting all actions to you personally....

We thankyou for this oppurtunity for some excellent hands on experimentation, and wish you the best of luck in Raccoon City...

TriCell Africa Research Division on the behest of Mr J head of Research TriCell Manchester.
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Chris could not believe what he had read.....he was even more horrified by what had exactly happened to Jill.....all this time they had believed she was dead...and she was being held hostage and experimented on by these......bastards.....

"Are you ok Chris?" Sheva mentioned as she blinked back onto the PDA monitor....

"I'll be fine...Jill's alive....shes here....I'm going after her, I need you travel to manchester" Chris replied with a shaken voice...

"Chris? what do you mean? why Manchester?" Sheva replied stunned by Chris'es revelation...

"I'll explain later, for now get out of the city, and head to Manchester, call me when you get there... and keep a low profile!" Chris stated, clearly other things on his mind...

"Ok, take care of yourself...its dangerous here" Sheva mentioned before blinking from the screen of the PDA terminating the call

Chris clutched his PDA tightly and looked at the officers, he had no idea if he could trust them, but he didnt have much of a choice....

"See the woman in the picture? I need your help in finding her" He stated to the officers showing them a picture of Jill from the file he had just recieved on his PDA, looking quite anxious for any assistance they might be able to give him....
 
The sudden wave of a hand halted the trio. Hild did not like it one bit, but the man seemed to think its extremely important, important enough to stop during a missile barrage. It was only a few seconds but to Hild, it was like eternity. Just as she was about to pistol whip the man in the head and drag him out, when he shoved the PDA centimeters from her face. "See the woman in the picture? I need your help in finding her" Gripping his forearm with her hand, Hild moved the PDA away from her face and dragged his one closer. As much as i would love to help you, i can't do much if i turn into mush. So how about we et out first. Then we discuss. The roaring of several stinger missiles bounced off the marble corridor of the City Hall, emphasising her point. I thought you were S.T.A.R.S? What officer would stop and stand still in a firefight? The door loomed ahead of them, seemingly miniscule and far. Let's make a deal. You have transport? Help me out of this mess and i'll see what i can do. Hild offered between puffs as she ran. Screams and static came out of her headpiece that was set to the police tactical frequency. From what she heard, the S.W.A.T and normal cops were overwhelmed by the same dead mutants as Officer Davis. That meant there was no organised force against the new threat. Just herself, Kumi, this dude and several small pockets of resistance. She wasn't even sure if her leader Mark and Grant was alive. Things appeared very bleak at the moment. Rockets behind her and zombies in front. Great...
 
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Stephen saw as mose slammed into the floor making a creater "Holy shit, that guy is massive" Stephen announced as he ducked behind a car as to not get seen. Stephen un-holstered his handgun and hook his head "Hell no" he muttered as he holstered his handgun and pulled the MP5 from his back "This is a stupid Idea, but i have to help the others escape" Stephen announced as he jumped up and looked for Mose, nothing, he was gone. "Dammit" Stephen announced.

he slid the MP5 back onto his back and grabbed his P8 from it's holster. he then ran up what was left of the stairs to ciity hall and into the building. he sprinted through the building towards the back exit, but found the girls with a man, the three were looking at a PDA. "Hild, Kumi" Stephen announced as he holstered his gun "who is this guy?" Stephen asked curiously.
 
As they exited out of the door, Chris shook his head as to snap himself out of the daze he had seemingly gone into....

"Let's make a deal. You have transport? Help me out of this mess and i'll see what i can do." one of the female S.T.A.R.S officers mentioned to him as screams of victims of the T-Virus carried in the air..

"Deal....the names Chris by the way, Chris Redfield, was sent here by the Biohazard Security Assessment Assembly....this city was destroyed...10 years ago...." He stated as he reached for his ithaca shotgun, quickly cocking it and holding it by his side...

"But theres no time for that, we need to get to the Racoon Bank, if this city has been rebuilt anything like the last...im sure there will be all sorts of secrets, and I would bet the Bank has one of em" He continued as he lent against a wall peering around the corner, spotting a horde of freshly risen zombies shambling in there direction....

"On three, I'll take the 2 on the left, you take the centre and head to the bank as quickly as you can....1.....2.....3!" Chris stated as he hopped out from behind the wall and dashed towards the zombies blasting off a couple of shells, decapitating the zombies on the left side, effectively clearing it....
 
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Stephen chased after the figures after they got smaller and smaller, he was close enough to hear the guy mention that his name was Chris redfield, and he was in racoon City 10 years ago. This made him stop in his track, was it him, was this guy the guy from Stehen's memories of his childhood.

"when the hordes claimed my family and childhood friends" Stephen announced as his eyes became distant almost as though he was looking into his past. With a sharp flick of his head, Stephen came back into reality just intime to grab the face of an oncomming Zombie who was trying to eat his face. Stephen snapped the zombie's neck and then jumped to his feet.

"oh my god" he announced as he saw many Zombies comming towards the main entrance of City hall, there was also a couple of Hunter's in with the group. Stephen sprinted over to the doors and slammed them closed, he then pushed a book case into the way of the door to hold it closed. Turning on his right foot, Stephen headed out the back door and up the alleyway in the direction of the other's "GUY'S, WAIT UP" he shouted as he ran up the alleyway.
 
OOC: damn, wanted to go to RPD to get the SIG, but ah wells.

A skeptic look was written all over Hild's face. Like any normal person, who'd believe that the town you grew up in was destroyed ten years ago from someone they'd just met. Regardless, there was cleaning to be done in front of them. This "Chris" had already jumped out for the left and Kumi began splattering the guys on the right. All was left was the centre. Come and get it you freaks! With a quick double shuffle forward, Hild placed a shell tactically in between the two standing next to each other, blowing them both in half. One collpased and stopped moving, but the other, grotesquely with half its body missing, attempted to club her with a swinging arm. With one swift movement, Hild ducked low before rising up, drawing her khurki knife in a wide ark, biting deep into its neck before the head flew off. "GUY'S, WAIT UP" Stephen, it appeared had survived and was running after the trio. Hurry up! There was no time to stop. They could clear the area for him, but they would not stop. It shoudn't be overly difficult for the ex officer to catch up, unless he seriously let himself slide after he left the force. Two more came lumbering forward, which was met with a rifle butt to the head and a curb stomp shortly afterwards.
 
as Stephen sprung around the corner he holstere his P8 and grabbed his MP5 from his back, a quick 3 shot burst dispatched a zombie from behind Hild "don't mention it" he muttered as he stood back to back with her, shooting the zombies that were approaching from the rear.

"Die you fuckers" Stephen shouted, dispatching another couple of Zombies in a similar mannor to the one behind Hild. stephen then began moving forwards, getting ahead of the group "Guys, GET MOVING!" Stephen announced, the last part was more shouted than spoke.
 
As Marcus left the weapons shop, he heard gunfire coming in the direction of city hall. With the situation already dire, he sighed, saying, "Looks like I have to face the facts." Marcus commandeered a motorcycle with a sidecar, putting his SPAS in the sidecar and put his MP5 around his back. He then drove his way down to city hall.

When he made his way to city hall, he saw multiple zombies attacking 4 police officers. Marcus, out of total lunacy, drove his motorcycle straight into a pack of zombies, taking out his SPAS and flipping out of the vehicle. The motorbike exploded, most likely killing the zombies. "I've come to help!!!" Marcus said before blowing a zombie's brains out with his shotgun. At this point, due to his abnormally brute strength, he started dual weilding his shotgun with his silenced SMG. Where he started shooting another zombie with at least 15 rounds of the MP5SD. At this point 3 more zombies started coming out.
 
As the carnage errupted around them, with the motorcycle explosion and the still shambling corpses of flaming zombies groaning and falling under the hail of gunfire...Chris looked back towards the rest...

"We are gonna need stronger firepower, there an armory at the police station?" Chris mentioned as he loaded a couple of shells into his ithaca and recocked it, before pulling his machete out and stabbing a grounded zombie in the head splattering grey matter, as they pushed on through the increasingly collapsing back-streets of the city...
 
OOC: You know, they showed on mythbusters that a bullet to the gas tank does not equate to massive explosion as believed in GTA? Unless of course they were tracer or incinderary rounds, even then, they need some distance for it to really burn to hot enough level to ignite fuel

BTW@ Jill, what does the ZX6 look like?

In addition to the carnage of the quad, another wierdo jumps in with a bike, wrecking havoc onto the zombies, sure, but in addition, rained debris onto the team. The back alleys was becoming crowded, too crowded. Fuck! Spread out! Spread the hell out! Don't get in each others line of fire! Already, there had been three close shaves with others, in which Hild almost blasted them along with the zombies. By now, it was shoot and reload for her shotgun. As much as she loved it, it was heavy and had a lower ammo count compensated for power in addition to her running low on shotgun shells. Her pistol and SMG could handle the job of the shotgun. Had she remembered correctly, there was a SIG 440 at the station and it was perfect that they were heading there. "We are gonna need stronger firepower, there an armory at the police station?" Yea, there is! Plenty of stuff to take! At long last, the last shell of her shotgun flew out the side, spent. It had done her a great deal, but it was time to swap. Out came the ZX6 with the Khurki machete in her right, hacking away at corpses like grass.
 
[ooc: http://www.militaryimages.net/photopost/data/532/44skorpion_vz83.jpg slightly changed the name for the RP /ooc]

Yea, there is! Plenty of stuff to take! Hild had replied to Chris on his previous question..

"Ok lets head there then, someone cover the rear" He replied as he swung the machete out cleaving a zombies head clean off, before blasting a second in the head blowing it clean off with his other hand, he then resheated his machete and reloaded his shotgun, picking up the pace as to try and shake the pursuing zombies that had appeared from a side-street behind them.

As they moved towards there destination, sirens could be heard on the streets of the city and screams of people waking up to the horror were heard...dawn was breaking and things were only set to get much worse....
 
Eron awoke in the room she had barricaded herself alone getting away from the infected as she had gotten separated from her squad, she barricaded herself in the room for the night for safety, she pulled a plank of wood from the boarded up window and saw that there was a firefight happening on the street below, she could only try and help by taking out a few of the approaching zombies with her bolt action rifle and somehow get their help to escape from the room.

She picked her rifle up twiddled a dial and zoomed in on a zombies head slowly pulling the trigger she picked off one zombie, loading the next bullet into the chamber she picked off another zombie whose body fell in front of a few others tripping them to the ground.

She suddenly heard thumping on the door as the rifle shots had summoned them back to the door of the room she was trapped in, she turned round to see the door slowly collapsing under the weight of the twelve zombies that had followed her into the building. She watched as the arms of the first three zombies finally broke through and Eron decided she had no choice but to use one of the three frag grenades she had left, she pulled the pin and dropped it next to the door and ran to hide behind the upturned table on the floor.

The grenade exploded with a flash of orange and yellow and blew the door and the zombies to a bloody wooden mess which seeped over the walls and down the stairs. Seeing the route was finally clear she grabbed her weaponry and ran down the stairs and out into the open where she shouted "Hey, can I join you till I find my squadron?" Eron shouted as she picked off an approaching zombie with her custom desert eagle.
 
Stephen slung his MP5 over his shoulder and onto his back. He unholstered his P8 and put a bullet into the knee of a zombie, he then jumped onto a car and used it as a spring board to throw himself onto the Zombie's head, it burst like a spot under his weight.

The P8 was then pointed in the direction of another Zombie, *Bang* the undead man fell to the floor dead, a bullet hole between his eyes. "Guys come on" after stephen said this he saw a girl pop out of a house, he looked at her and shot a zombie that was behind her "The more the meryer if you ask me" he announced as he spun around and emptied his clip into a small horde of Zombies. Quicly reloading he moved towards the police station.
 
Eron began to tag along with the group and swung round and without aiming using her scope shot a zombie straight between its eyes leaving the back of its head a gaping mess of bone,blood and grey matter.

She turned in time to see another larger zombie shuffling towards her and swung he knife out from her belt swinging her rifle round onto her back she ran around to its back leapt up and with an almighty swing slammed the blade through the skull of the zombie making it fall foward onto its front dead as any undead thing could be.

She turned and ran upto a large van and perched atop it whilst she loaded a new bullet into the rifles chamber, pulling back the bolt and loading it she fired at the head of a zombie approaching the man who had said "the more the merrier" , the bullet kicked in through the right side of its head and exited with a sploosh of grey matter onto the cold tarmac beneath it.

"Anyone got anymore ammo for my rifle?" Eron asked as she switched to her pistol and combat knife which she held in a stance she picked up during her time in the army. She dumped her S.T.A.R.S uniform as for some reason she had a feeling the rest of Bravo Squad where either dead or where now infected.

She turned as a zombie layed its hand on her shoulder, she back flipped away whilst firing as she levelled out at a horizontal angle to the zombie causing its head to explode as the .44 calibre round punched through its right eye socket and out the back of its head splattering blood and brains over the wall.

She holstered her knife and kept her desert eagle loose as she pulled her second to last magazine from her hip magazine holster keeping it held in the palm of her right hand as she chambered the last bullet of the current magazine she slid the old one out, which she slipped into the palm which she had held the fresh magazine which was now loaded into her desert eagle. She then fell back into the same stance but instead was wielding the empty magazine as the knife instead of the combat blade. "Where we headed too?" Eron asked as she began twiddling the desert eagle to burst fire.
 
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OOC: Sorry for my recent inactivity. My library had a mid-year closure

Rebecca had been left behind. Searching for Chris and Sheva with anger, irritation, and impatience that had become her nature over the years. She liked to keep a cool head, before it was taken off her shoulders, and it unnerved and angered her to be left on her own. They were supposed to team up, for crying out loud!
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Alison arrived at her destination, a look of intense purpose in her bright eyes.
 
2 zombies got up close to Marcus to try and attak him, but Marcus used his shotgun like a one-armed baseball bat and swung at them, killing them both instantly. He then got ran up to Eron and said, "I doubnt there will be any ammo for that guns you got there." He give Eron his shotgun and said, "Follow those guys, I'll watch your six. GO, GO!!!!!" Marcus yelled in his grizzly voice."
 
Stephen had slowed his jog to a walk, once again he had his MP5 equipped, he was leading the group towards the police station, using the single shot setting to conserve ammo. he wass glancing over his shoulder to check the others weren't in trouble every couple of steps, this seemed to be working, with chris guarding the left, Hild and kumi on the right, the new girl and guy guarding behind it almost felt like he was back with charlie team, the six were working that well together.
 
Room to room fighting was what she was trained for. Although not exactly that, it was close enough. The fight was pure hell. A second of distraction could very well kill the whole group. Hild had gone for a more brutal approach, hacking away at the zombies as her small supply of ammo began to dwindle. As her pistol rang loud of an empty chamber, Hild spotted the familiar shape of the RPD HQ. Guys! Leg it to the HQ! she shouted as she made for the entrance. As much as she loved to hang around and help them, with absolutely no ammo, she would be next to useless.
 
Guys! Leg it to the HQ! Chris, took note that Hild was almost out of ammo, but running from here would be too dangerous and attract more attention than they were currently recieving...

While holding his shotgun with his right, he un-holstered Jill's modified Samurai Edge and handed it to Hild with his left..

"Here take this and make the shots count" he remarked as he handed over the the gun with the last spare clip of .44 magnum rounds, quickly looking over his left shoulder and tucking his shotgun underneath his left arm and firing blasting a zombie that was shambling towards them, splitting it in half...

They pushed on hard, the group working extremely well together, it brought a feint smile to Chris'es lips as it brought back memories of the whole S.T.A.R.S team and when they were last all together.....If only Jill was with them.......
 
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