DISCONTINUED [My Valentine]

Chapter One

[Word Count, 3679|1st POV]

Echo Intelligence. A beloved and greatest military elite operative unit within Umbrella's Biohazard Countermeasure Service, U.B.C.S. for short. The unit was a five-person party, a leader, a pilot, a medic, a technician, and a combat expert to fight rogue experiments and breakouts within their facilities around the world. Or at least that's what we used to be until one day it fell apart and left only one survivor standing... me. My name is F/n Wolff and I was the combat expert in the unit, working alongside the leader as we go head on into the danger zone of the bio-weapons that I once thought were going to bring good to the world one day.

I was wrong. During my last mission as an E.I. operative, I found out the truth behind my pharmaceutical employer. The truth was, they weren't claiming to be what they say behind the doors of their underground facilities in hospitals or houses that put on a front as nothing was going on down there. These creatures... things... they're nothing but monsters that were created for 'military purposes' with no actual good progression. They're mindless and only created for one purpose. Destruction.

These bio-organic weapons are radioactive people that have been subjected into recreating their cells into something much worse, going into being mindless flesh-eating undead creatures that have been feasting off of the living and spreading their disease to the others and creating more to their cause. Or big mutants like the Tyrants, big brutes with different brain systems and being used to target rivals or people that are a threat to the pharmaceutical company.

There are many others like them and there was nothing I could do to stop them as I had no proof and would think I was insane. Once I had fully recovered, I left the company with an honorable discharge for my service in taking back their facilities and keeping everything under control. What they didn't know is that I've been keeping an eye on them, collecting more data on their head supporters and scientists. That was until I was offered an opportunity from S.T.A.R.S. Alpha leader, Albert Wesker, to join them as rear-security.

I was hesitant at first, but decided to join as I needed the money for I couldn't rely solely on my savings and small jobs. I was given a uniform and everything, apparently the captain himself checked my background history, Army Special Ops was what had caught his eye.

"This is where headquarters will be," Captain Wesker told me as I followed him up the stairs and down the hall until we reached the door of where I'll be working most of my time, it was March 8th of 1996 and I had just accepted the request, now I'm here with Wesker as he shows me around the place of the police station. The blonde male turned the knob of the wooden door with glass windows built in and pushed it open so the two could walk in. It was quite empty except for two people chatting inside at their personal desk, both wearing their uniforms with the significant S.T.A.R.S. logo on the sleeves of their undershirt. Once they saw Wesker and me come in, they both stood up from their seats and walked over.

"Chris, Jill, this is F/n Wolff. Our newest addition to our starting unit as a rear-security," Wesker told the two, the woman with short brown hair came up to me first with a small smile and her hand extended outwards towards me.

"I'm Jill Valentine, I'm guessing you're my new partner," She smiled as I accepted the handshake and noticed her uniform was different to mine and Captain Wesker. Starting with a white undershirt with their unit logo embedded onto her right sleeve with some dark tactical pants being held up to her waist by a belt through the loops of the pants. She had a dark shade of a blue beret on her head with matching shoulder pads that were strapped onto her shoulder that reached to the base of the strap that was buckled under her breast. She also had black combat boots and a gun holster that was around her left thigh, along with a pouch below her belt.