Dimension Drifter

New Dimension, New Problems

(Narrator's P.O.V)

In an underground facility, a cloaked figure with a plague mask began walking down a corridor. At the end of the corridor, It arrives at a room and quickly enters. The room contained a neat office with a large desk and computer on it. Sitting at the desk was a blonde man with black combat clothing and distinctive Shades over his eyes. Next to him was a woman with a golden party dress.

"We have a security breach, along with a strange energy reading at our nearby village." Said the figure. It sounded like a woman.

"Well, go deal with it then." Said the man calmly. "I'm already too busy making preparations for the release of our new virus."

The cloaked woman nodded and headed off. The woman next to the man spoke to him.

"The new formula for the Progenitor Virus has been created." She says. The man smiles.

"Thank you Excella. Without the funding of your company, Tricell, our dreams of cleansing the world would've never been accomplished."

"Money means nothing compared to your research, Albert." She smiles back. Albert Wesker stands up and leaves the room, with Excella.

They walk down the corridor and walk into a lab branching off from it. Inside, there was a glass cell. The cell contained a man strapped to a chair. He was struggling to get out. Excella walked into the cell. There was a small table with a tray next to the restrained man. The tray contained one syringe. She calmly picked up the syringe and looked sadistically at the man.

"No..No please!" The man began to beg. Excella looked at Wesker who nodded his head. Excella proceeded to plunge the syringe into the man's neck. Immediately, his body began to spasm and convulse. He began to start coughing up blood and gargling it. His eyes and skin color began to change. He started screaming and was pulling on his restraints.

Excella looked at the man with disappointment on her face. The man broke free from his chair. The look of disappointment changed to fear as the man ran to Excella, arms outstretched with grasping hands. But before the mutated man can touch Excella...

*Bang!*

Excella looked at Wesker in surprise as he held a smoking pistol. The man's body, minus the head, collapsed onto the ground and began to dissolve.

"Another failure." Said Wesker as he holsters his heavy pistol back into his combat gear.

"I don't understand! Why is it that your body can withstand the Progenitor Virus, but not anyone else?" Excella says.

"I was born interbred with it. I'm a hybrid of both Human and Virus." Wesker says as he begins to leave the lab. "But not even I can withstand the Virus alone."

"Hmm, true. You still need your PG67A/W serums to keep it under control." Excella continues. "Hopefully, we can perfect the Virus so that you don't have to use serums anymore."

Excella walks out of the lab with Wesker.

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(Ren's P.O.V)

I wake up on a scratchy bed in a small house. I hear nothing except the buzz of a few insects. I quickly get up and look at my new surroundings. Where am I? I thought. The "house" I was in was more of a shack, really. It was only one large room, with a dining table and a Kitchen in one corner. Some furniture like an old wooden chair and a small coffee table sat by a dirty window. The bed was in another corner.

Suddenly, I hear a car nearby. Not taking any chances, I stealthily walk up to the grimy window. Carefully peaking out, I was in some shabby village. I also spy a military Humvee and a cloaked figure with a plague mask climbing out of it.