Resident Evil Series Fan Fiction ❯ Resident Evil: GP ❯ Chapter 1 ( Chapter 1 )

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Resident Evil: GP

Dr. Edward Rossman entered the lab and moved with brisk strides over to the computer against the far wall. He pulled the chair back and sat, waiting for the machine to boot up. He kept glancing back over his shoulder, the slightest noise causing him to twitch as he drummed his fingers on the table. “Come on...come on...” The screen loaded and he typed in his login and password, then pulled up the research folders on the monitor. He began transferring them to the computer in the bunker downstairs. He got up while the transfer began and made his way to the vault. So far, so good, he thought, glancing back. Now for the hard part. If anyone walked in now, they wouldn’t think much of his transferring files. It was a usual practice for he, and the other scientists in Central to do. Combining that with being in the vault, however, might bring up questions he might not be able to answer.

The vault door opened with a swish and he slipped in, heading for the virus containers. He pulled out a thermos, and then screwed off the bottom. The hidden compartments were just as he was told they would be. He took one strain from each of the four vials and slipped each into a compartment, then sealed them up. I swear he got this idea from reading Jurassic Park. Edward exited the vault and locked it back up, returning to the computer and stuffing the thermos in his bag. The hard part was over. Now all he had to do was to wait. He ran a hand through uncombed brown hair and then pushed his glasses back up his nose. All he cared about was getting this done and returning to the safety of the bunker. A soft beep got his attention, telling him the files were transferred. He shut down the computer and headed for the elevator. Everything was going according to plan.

“Dr. Rossman!” Edward halted in his tracks just shy of the elevators as one of the female scientists rushed toward him. No. Not now. Please not now. “You’re working early again.”

Edward turned and ran his hazel eyes over her. A Dr. Emilia Teth, if his memory served. One of the newer additions to Central, and very beautiful to boot. “A scientist never waits when inspiration hits, my dear. Why are you up?”

“I have an experiment to run in an hour and need some help. I can’t find Marcus,” the brunette said, her breathing slowing. He watched her ample chest rise and fall with those breaths, habits being hard to break, before returning his gaze to her blue eyes. If she noted his gaze, she didn’t react at first. “He was supposed to help me carry some heavy equipment this morning, but none of the other security guards have seen him. They also can’t help me because they’re short-handed this morning as is. Two guards haven’t shown up for their shifts other than Marcus.” She leaned in close to him, the gap in her lab coat more pronounced. “Would you be a dear and help me?” She slipped a hand to her coat, pulling it a little to the side and showing off a little of her breasts. Apparently, she had noticed his gaze and was trying to use it to her advantage. “I could make it worth your while...”

Edward flushed, knowing last week he’d have gone along with it. However, this was no time to be thinking about that. He had a mission to complete. “Well, Ms. Teth... as enticing as that is...I’m afraid I cannot. White Umbrella is expecting a report right away with our situation and I don’t relish the idea of them shutting us down because we lack focus.”

Emilia pouted, a cute look coming on her face. “Please, Edward,” she slipped the labcoat down a little and off her shoulders, accentuating the breasts and showing she was not wearing a bra. She held her labcoat up with her hands so he’d only get a view of cleavage alone. “I could really use the help...”

Edward kept his face neutral, thoroughly annoyed underneath. So she thought she could be a tease and get good ol’ Dr. Rossman to do whatever she asks. That would have been the old Dr. Rossman though. “I can not, Emilia. However, Dr. Snyder will most definitely be able to assist. Pull him off what he’s working on, regardless of what. And in return, I want your help with my own experiment. Return here once the experiment is set. I will allow you access to the lab.”

The young woman smiled, assuming she’d got what she wanted. “Of course Edward.” She sauntered down the hall. Edward watched her go and then pressed the call button. He stepped into the elevator and smiled. She definitely thought she was getting special treatment, getting access to the main lab and help when she asked. She’d see just how special she would be, being his first test subject.

Monitors flared to life as Edward got off the elevator. Doctors Cameron and Garcia were already there and working. Edward handed them the thermos and left them to their devices as he made his way over to the control panel. He began to set up the sequence in the computer to go off in just over an hour. It would lock down the floors, as he didn’t want anyone to escape when things got hairy. His only true concern was the guards on the surface, but he doubted they’d be much trouble once they disposed of the traitor. Once infected, they would not be able to reveal anything. He set it up so it would activate the puzzle locks on the surface, as well as the internal ones. Why White Umbrella was obsessed with them, he never knew, but he was not about to let anyone walk in and ruin his plans.

“Think they can just throw away years of research and brilliance for nothing, huh?” he muttered as he worked. “Not if I can help it.” White Umbrella was so enamored with their T-virus and their Tyrants that they overlooked the true potential of what they’d been researching here at Central. It could have revolutionized Birkin’s work, and finally made all their failures worth it. And those idiots in charge not only dared to shut it down, but also sent a spy to make sure things went as they wanted. “Well, Marcus won’t be informing them of anything anymore...”

Edward looked over the files. Their research had been on modifying the T strain so that you could have the resistance to pain and damage that it caused but without the decay on the flesh. They had even managed to get to a point where they could hone out one natural reaction in a subject with the strain, making them less ‘mindless’ without having the burden of conscience. White Umbrella had said the research was going nowhere and that it wasn’t cost-efficient of the company to keep funding it. They shut down that area of their research when they’d been so close to succeeding.
Edward had nearly been in a rage. All that hard work and they were going to shut it down on the eve of success and replace it with methods that didn’t work? He had already been losing faith in the company. Umbrella was having problems with a small group composed of rogue STARS and survivors of their mistakes. His contact in the city of Golger Point above knew that there had been communication between a reporter and a contact in the STARS recently, and though the main office knew about it and was working on it, Edward was not sure they could stop word spreading again.

He had not known what to do. He was going to lose everything. Then suddenly he’d been contacted by a strange man named Wesker who had offered to buy the research, provided they could get it out of the facility and to him. Edward had leaped at the opportunity. He recruited two scientists he’d trusted, and they’d set about getting what they needed together. He thought they’d been careful. Obviously, they hadn’t been careful enough. Umbrella had gotten suspicious enough to send in Marcus to spy, posing as a guard. Because of him, they’d had to move things forward faster than they wanted to. Research was going to be lost.

Edward sat back in his chair, putting his hands together. It did not matter. The field test of the newest strain would more than make up for it. The recordings would pick up the whole sordid mess. And he would witness firsthand the virus’ workings when the overconfident Dr. Teth would join him in the lab.

It had been Dr. Cameron’s idea to unleash the virus in Golger Point to buy them the time they needed to finish. It was a brilliant idea, and one that made him fear the good Doctor. While he himself and Dr Garcia had no ties to anyone in the city, Dr. Cameron’s family lived above. They would be caught up in the rampage that would follow. And the two daughters... Edward shuddered. He knew he needed to keep an eye on Dr. Cameron. Someone willing to subject their own family to this needed to be watched very carefully.


*****


Emilia Teth strode confidently down the hall, her experiment now in motion. She truthfully did not have the time to be away from her experiment, but she could not pass up this opportunity. She’d left Dr. Snyder to watch it, with the express orders to only observe it. She wouldn’t trust him with much else. The only thing Dr. Snyder was good for, in her opinion, was heavy lifting. He contributed nothing but smart-ass quips and leers in every female’s direction.

She stood at the elevator, feeling a bit foolish after a minute or so. She wanted to see this special lab that only a few had access to, but she wondered at what cost? It had been fairly obvious in her mind exactly what type of ‘experiment’ Dr. Rossman wanted her help with, and the only thing that kept her from blowing him off was a chance to see the bunker.

She had discovered that her beauty could get her more attention than her work long ago. She was still one of the better researchers out there, but the males kept wanting to get under her lab coat instead of inside her head. She hated feeling like a sex object, but as long as she kept teasing at things to get what she wanted, then shooting down their more heated advances later, she was safe. The men responded every time. She even felt proud of herself for her work on poor mousy Edward. The lack of a bra had been an especially nice touch.

Emilia pulled her lab coat tight, feeling the fabric brush against her exposed nipples. It sent a small thrill through her and made her nipples become more erect. She had not put a bra back on through the whole process. She was now happy she didn’t. It gave her a chance to play more of her game with Dr. Rossman.

She was about to leave, thinking maybe Edward had wised up, when the chime of the elevator echoed through the empty hallway. The door opened and Emilia felt a chill of fear go through her as she stared at the empty elevator. For the first time, she felt worried about this. No one was here to see her go in, and God only knew what was going on down there. Her curiosity and arrogance won out over her fear though, and she stepped into the elevator. The door shut behind her and made her think of someone being sealed in a coffin as the elevator began its descent. Just tease him a little, shoot him down when he asks to have sex, and get out of the lab. It wasn’t her original plan, but her nerves were getting the best of her.

The door swung open again without a chime, and she jumped a little at seeing Dr. Rossman waiting for her. He had a strange grin on his face and it made her uneasy. “Y..you scared me!”

“My apologies Doctor. And once again for my being late. The set up for my experiment took longer than I thought. Won’t you come into the lab?” He smiled, and Emilia wondered why it was so dark in the bunker. Dr. Rossman answered her question before she could voice it though. “I’m sorry for the low light level, but this experiment with the T-virus is light sensitive.”

The T-virus, she thought, breathing a sigh of relief. He didn’t intend on sex then. She stepped out of the elevator, feeling it close tight behind her. “What type of experiment, Edward?” she asked, her hips swaying a little. Time to start the game again.

“We’re trying to specialize the virus. Make it so it does not have the devastating effects it has on humans.” He let her go ahead, putting his hand on her ass.

Normally, Emilia would have moved out of his grasp, but she was more curious about the idea and let his hand linger. She actually liked the feel of him grasping her cheeks through her clothes. “I thought that was the point, Edward.”

“Oh, we wouldn’t be using this form on the enemy, but our own troops. Keep the strength and the absence of pain, but lose the decay and the rotting. Make them have more focus and strategy, but keep them mindless enough to take orders. All it required was enhancing the virus itself, Emilia.”

The thought intrigued her. “What do the heads think?”

“I haven’t told them yet. I need more time first.” He bowed as he opened a wooden door for her. “After you, my sweet.”

“Why thank you, Edward,” she said, smiling. “You’re such a gentleman.”

“Think nothing of it,” Edward said, his tone going wooden and the door slammed behind her. Emilia spun, trying the knob and finding it locked. “That was really too easy Dr. Teth.”

Emilia cursed herself for a fool. A wooden door in this facility. She had been too engrossed in the possibilities of his idea to notice technicalities like that. “So, all that bunk about the T-virus was just a ploy to get me in your clutches?” She snarled, waiting for his response. She would pound him if he came close. She was much stronger than he thought.

“It’s not bunk Emilia. I truly have created a new version of the T-virus. And you are to be its first victim.”

Emilia turned, looking around the makeshift room, seeing something stir in the corner. Fear made her look for a way out, but there were no windows, no other doors. Just cameras on her, filming the test. She was filled with panic, wondering what the virus to do to her when she saw something stir again. A figure stood, obviously male, and he began to advance on her. She backed up against the wall, looking around as a second male came out, too. The lights in the room came up and she gasped. It was Charlie and Max, the two guards who had not shown up for their shifts. They were both nude and their eyes were almost blank. They were both sporting large erections and they began to advance on her.

She let them come closer and then dashed to the side, hoping to outmaneuver them. Max dashed to cut her off, causing her to stumble. “Tut, tut, Emilia. I told you this virus was modified. No longer will the T-virus cause stumbling and shuffling.” Max reached out, grabbing her lab coat. He pulled on it, trying to bring her within reach. Emilia shrugged out of it as best she could, falling to the floor. Her breasts bounced free, leaving her in her panties and heels. She tried to scrabble to her feet, but Charlie grabbed her around her waist, pinning her arms to her sides and lifted her off the ground. She tried to kick him away, but he never even registered the pain.

Max closed in, gripping her panties and shredding them like they were tissue paper. Her shaved pussy was exposed to them and her nude body was like an invitation to those waiting cocks. Max rubbed his cock near her asshole and then, without any thought to her, plunged his dick into her hole. Emilia screamed in pain, feeling things tear as he forced his dick in, inch by inch. Blood began to leak out her ass as she bled, and tears of pain streamed down her face.

Charlie held her legs out to the side, his own cock positioned at her pussy. He too plunged into her dry hole, shattering her virginity in one go. She wept as the very thing she’d been saving for the right guy was swept away that quickly and easily. She felt them pistoning in and out of her, the pain mingling with some bastardation of pleasure as they took what they wanted from her. Max reached up, making her hold him around the head as he gripped and squeezed her breasts.
“Oh god... Edward! Make them stop!” she cried out through her gasps and tears.

“I can’t Emilia. They are going to be going at it for a while. They won’t stop, except to rest or eat, and then they’ll go back at it. The virus is giving them incredible stamina and copious amounts of cum. I have no doubt they’ll use you as their personal fuck toy for as long as they want.” His maniacal laugh dropped her deeper into despair.

She bounced on the two men’s cocks, her breasts being rubbed cruelly by them as they thrust in and out. She felt first Max, then Charlie cum, filling her with their loads. They stopped long enough to put her on the ground, shoving their cocks in her face, cum dripping from them. She tried to deny them, but a fist crashed into her face and she fell to the ground. She kept crying as she was lifted back to her knees by her hair, a cock forced to her mouth and her nose plugged. She held her breath as long as she could, but soon she was forced to open her mouth and a cock was shoved in, her nose released so she could breathe.

It was Charlie’s cock, and she was forced onto her hands and knees as Max brought up her ass. Charlie had come down low enough so she could keep sucking it, the salty taste of her own juices and Charlie’s spunk mixing as Max forced his member up her pussy, both men hard again already. The fucking was just beginning for her, and it would be a long while before they stopped.


** ***


Edward watched the monitor with a strange feeling of joy creeping through him. Dr. Garcia had misgivings about bringing another down into the lab, but Dr. Cameron had been eager to have data before the field test. Both were down in the lower part of the bunker, loading supplies on the emergency train for their departure. Once they collected the field data, they wanted to be clear of this miserable place before anyone could stop them.

He pulled up the schedule, watching the timer tick down to zero in the corner as he watched Emilia fucking Charlie with her large tits as she licked off Max’s shaft. Serves her right for being such an awful tease. Now she’ll see what that gets her.

The timer ticked down and he watched, making sure that the employees of Central stayed in the facility before the locks engaged. No one left though; those early risers content to be working on their pitiful experiments. When it neared five minutes, he made an announcement to all employees to stop their experiments and prepare for a test. All T-virus containers had to be sealed and locked away so that they would not be contaminated. The last thing he wanted was that primitive virus being let out during a fit of lust and corrupting his precious data.

No one gave it a second thought. These types of tests were normal and even the guards moved further into the facility, just in case this was a lockdown test. “Stupid sheep,” Edward said, smiling as he did so. The monitors flicked about showing parts of the city, showing children heading to school, and some parents getting ready for work. Soon it would all change. Soon it would be one giant orgy.

“One minute to go,” he said to no one in particular. It almost helped the anticipation as he watched the countdown. He licked his lips. Once the virus was released in Central, he’d let loose some of his own experiments with this modified strain. His fellow conspirators and he were very proud of these new models and he could not wait to see how they dealt with the females he would lead to them. Maybe he’d even let one or two loose into Golger Point itself.

He leaned back in his chair, smiling broadly. "Think of this demonstration as a notification of my resignation, Umbrella. Time to show you what this baby can do." Wesker had said that if field tests were successful, he could unleash the next test wherever he wanted. Umbrella HQ was the first thought that had come to his mind. "Let the anarchy begin..." He pressed a sequence of keys and readied himself to gather the data on the test for his new bosses. It was going to be a great show.