Gandhi once said, "Earth provides enough to satisfy every man's needs, but not every man's greed,"
However, when it came to the Umbrella Corporation, there wasn't that much left to be greedy about... except, well, the world itself.
It was this greed that led the Umbrella Corporation to unlock Pandora's Box known as 'The Hive'.
This specific facility had become restricted grounds after the capture of two exceptional individuals that proved to be excellent experimental material.
Seeing that two exceptional experimental subjects came from The Hive, Researchers pushed for the reopening of The Hive to find a way to create more Peak-Humans.
However, not every miracle could be recreated.
In an underground facility below the streets of Raccoon City, several people in hazmat suits could be seen scanning a gate with radiation detectors.
Despite being aware of the break-out that had occurred inside the facility, human curiosity once again reared its ugly head.
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"Get ready to open the gates," Doctor Gold said after finding no leak within the structure of The Hive.
"What are the codes?" Doctor Black replied, ready to input the password for the entrance.
"15642 just punch it in,"
"It's opening; expedition team, get ready to explore,"
"Rodger that, entering,"
A couple of Minutes later the operation encountered a stagnation.
*AAAAHHHHHHH*
*BLLERG*
*Crunch*
"Expedition team what is happening?" Doctor Gold yelled into his communicator.
"M-m-mmmm-monsters!"
"Monsters!"
The sounds of slaughter were not only heard from the communicator but also growing in frequency from the entrance.
Looking at the scans Doctor Gold could see several red dots converging at his location.
"What the hell is..."
*snap*
*crack*
*flatline*
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Several Umbrella Corporation cars were rushing through a Suburban neighborhood without any care for the children who just got off from school.
The cars spun around the curve, driving forward as a child was frozen in front of the car. Luckily, the mother managed to pull her kid back in time to avoid a tragedy.
"Damn, I almost hit that kid!"
"Haha, you can catch the next one,"
"That's why we are best friends, Rob,"
"So who we gonna pick up?"
"Some cripple named Dr. Charles Ashford,"
"Okay"
Twenty minutes later the car came to a stop.
The car held infinite mystery: tinted windows, full black, with men in black driving with shades on their faces.
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The Crawford's Multiverse of Madness
FanfictionZeel Crawford was created to be the Perfect Child of The Homo-Superior Race. However, nothing turns out as planned. The Perfect Child has one small defect - unable to experience emotions. Join Zeel on his journey of survival through the Multiverse...
