Project Elizabeth

Chapter 1: Birth

Disclaimer and Author's Note: I obviously don't own Resident Evil, if I did Matt would be alive. I have limited knowledge of this but have tried to research as much as possible, so I apologise for mistakes. Just pretend I meant for them to be that way... although this is my version, so most changes will be deliberate. Buckle up kids and enjoy the ride. Also review because I'm lazy and motivation certainly helps.

Chapter 1:
I am in a globe filled with a liquid. This is not normal but it is all I have known. Technically, I have not been born yet. I was made in a lab and now I am being matured and grown in this container. I am awake but they do not know that. They are unaware that I can hear all they say and am storing the information in my brain. Although I have not been 'born', I am physically fourteen. My instinct to stay quiet and observe is proven right when I hear the man who has brought me to life.
"My triumph, my best creation...This is Project Elizabeth," I hear a male voice narrate, probably to a colleague. Despite not opening my eyes I realize this man must be a scientist. There is a lot of basic information in my brain I have yet to access. "She was created from the DNA of Project Alice and Project Matthew. Both remarkable humans, able to bond with the t-virus without becoming the undead. Granted, Matthew started to mutate before we administered the anti-virus, but tests on his clones have proven he would have retained independent thought despite physical change. Alice was even more extraordinary as she reaped all the benefits of the virus without attaining any adverse effects.  I harvested eggs from Alice and sperm from Matthew in order to create her. With her superior genes, she will be the ultimate bio-weapon. But why stop at genes? So I went further and altered her DNA. Enhanced speed, strength, stamina and agility. She is incredibly intelligent. Best of all, zombies view her as infected and therefore will not attack her. All of this will be wrapped up neatly in the guise of an eighteen-year-old girl; young enough to seem harmless and naïve, yet old enough to be able to defend herself and live alone without causing suspicion. Due to the accelerated growth, she will be ready in a few days."
The voices retreat. I do not trust my creators. I am merely an asset to them and vague knowledge tells me those who create children are supposed to love and care for them. I am not hurt by this knowledge, I haven't had time to form emotional attachments, but I have a large focus on self-preservation.Therefore I will need to form a plan, but first I will play nice and learn more. I will learn more before I decide on anything.
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The next day I am fifteen.
"Ah my darling, you are going to be magnificent. Alice could be just as great if only she can overcome her stubbornness. Such a pity she betrayed us. We are the future, experimentation and evolution are necessary. There have been certain issues, but those will be resolved in time."
The man speaks quietly to me as he works. He still thinks I am asleep and is merely expressing his thoughts out loud. But now I know my biological mother, Alice, is against this corporation. She could be a possible person to team-up with, should she keep her same beliefs.
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The day after I discover my biological father, Matthew, is also against the people who created me. He was an activist and the company who created me is called "The Umbrella Corporation". I am sixteen and in two days I will be released from my pod.
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Tomorrow is the day. I am sure that information will kept from me once I 'awake' and so I listen carefully whilst I still have this opportunity. According to a conversation between the man and another employee, my parents are being housed on floor 2 and are both heavily drugged. This is useful information should I decide to team up with them.
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"It's time," I hear before a button is pressed and the liquid around me begins being sucked away. I open my eyes for the first time. The man before me has blond hair and appears to be in his forties. He smiles encouragingly. After the liquid has drained and my cylinder opens, I stand up hesitantly. I lose my footing and start falling before the man catches me. He smiles again at my bewildered expression and helps me up.
"Th-Thank you," I stutter out. Suddenly I am acutely aware that I am naked in front of these people. I feel a blush rise in my cheeks. A lab assistant notices and hands me a lab coat to cover up.
The man who created me begins speaking, "Welcome my dear. I am Dr Isaacs. Your name is Elizabeth and you are my creation. But you should know this along with other basic information as tapes should have been played for you whilst you were maturing?" he waits for me to confirm. I nod silently. "Good, it appears that your mental abilities are functioning as intended. Now then, you were made from the DNA of two of our successful experiments. You should inherit their superior abilities through your genes, but I have also made adjustments of my own to enhance you," he beams with pride. I notice he fails to mention my parents' names or give me any information about them. He doesn't even refer to them as my parents, just as experiments. Interesting. "What you need to understand is that everything is about functionality. You were designed for a specific purpose, one I will explain in time. For now your hair must be fixed before you are shown to your room."