"WAidaminute!" Ricardo grabbed Sailor's arm and lifted her up to her feet with great difficulty, being physically weak, and she fell into his shoulder nearly causing him to collapse. Ricardo realized that the woman in the limo was suffering from something also, and required medical assistance and was likely non dangerous.

He limped toward the limo, "Take hootie to the hospital or something!"

"NO WE DON'T HAVE TIME. You do it yourself." The driver said before starting the car.

"Word! I ain't got no time either!" Irving shouted over the engine. Sailor slipped and sat on the sidewalk.

He was extremely worried now, unsure of what to do, wondering if he'd have another chance like this. Originally he had planned to sell the stolen vial during a narcotics deal at the docks and make off with the money while the operation was continued by an other operative. For months his plans had been under Wesker to take out Umbrella's branch here in Tokyo, and he hadn't been able to do anything until a mole was finally placed in their facility. The plan was to show that Umbrella was dangerous and a breakout in a city as big as Tokyo would require its immediate shutdown.

Ricardo unholstered an unnoticed CZ 75b Beretta from inside his suit and shot the driver once in the head. He trained the gun on Akira. Sailor startled, stood up and held her hands in the air, backing off.

"What the fuck?" He asked, "You think I had no gun? I look like I had no gun?! I had a mothafucking gun yo bitch, I ain't just no use it cause I is he-man and you is she-sailor and I ain't shoot no woman cause I has is staaaaaandardssssss....."

"Youse get the fuck in and out of the car now!" He said to Sailor. She got into the limo passenger area and sat across from Akira.

"We're gettin' to my deal is at the docks, where you'll be better watched by my party thugs. You is both my hostages, but I ain't take is no driver because I got staaaanndards....... shit I ain't no been to no driving limo schoo' or no schoo' for reals.... what dumb fuckery is this I ain't know how to drive no limozzzzzzeeeeneee, I has to learn! You shut yo mouths and stay quiet. If you call cops I shoot yous in the head." He said while glancing behind him and moving towards the limo.

"HEY WAIT?! YOUSE GOTTA get outta o car and into it again yo sistas!"

Neither Sailor or Akira said anything.

"Fucka youse then. Let's bounce nuggets."

He got into the limo driving compartment, pushed the body out of the way, and began driving towards the docks while Sailor and Akira stared at each other suspiciously. Akira felt herself get sicker as her body continued to heat up.

Sailor kept hitting her head on the window of the limousine, saying "FUCK." every time. Normally she would join in the shenanigans, she loved drugs, she loved grand theft auto, and she loved causing trouble and mayhem. But she just couldn't. "YOU FUCKIN' INSANE?!?!" she yelled, her voice cracking at "in'". "Where the FUCK are you taking me?!" she punched the seat. "FUCK!!!!" she cried, grabbing her knuckles. She noticed Akira staring at her. "What?!" she shouted, then turned away.

"Would youse keep quiet?!" Irving yelled, turning around. Before he could put his hands back on the wheel, an 18-wheeler came out of practically nowhere, smashing into the right side of the car. The side Sailor was sitting on. The front of the car broke through the window, smashing her right arm. "What... the.... FUCK!??!??!?!?!?!" she shouted at her "arm". "I'LL FUCKIN' KILL YOU!!!!!!" she screamed, at no one in particular. She continued to freak out as the blood squirted everywhere.

Akira was truly pissed off now, as she watched the male shoot her driver, "Hmm, interesting, a pathetic bastard using a gun. What a man." She snarled, she was beginning to get very angry, her body was literally on fire, and all of the screaming wasn't helping. She didn't care if anyone knew, and she laugh at the male's thoughts, "Used the gun on me, wow, you're a liar aren't ya, sweetheart?" She asked, as she cracked her knuckles.

She watched her limo becoming thrashed, "Excuse me, I would so love if you didn't fucking do that!" She exclaimed. She was getting very irritated with both of them. Akira could feel her arm slowly rip open at her wrist, spikes slowly to tear at her flesh. "YOU PATHETIC BASTARD HURRY THE FUCK UP!" She screamed, "A worthless piece of shit, not even worth the spit to put his ass out when he is on fire." She began to laugh hysterically once again. Her pupils began to dilate. The spikes slowly began to rise threw her jacket, "Love this, just fucking love this!" She then heard her phone ring, she pressed talk, "Boss, boss. Take the shot." Akira scoffed, "I took them all, dumb ass." He chuckled, "I put a new serum in a syringe in your inner pocket. We just used the drug on one of them monsters, and they are slowly calming down."

Akira laughed in the phone, her breathing was getting harder, "Hang on, honey." She scolded in the phone, her free hand went to the female's neck, "I suggest you keep your damn mouth shut, or I could easily break something else, were you will never breathe or speak again." She gripped softly at her throat. Then pulled away, "Sorry, I'm back." The male on the other end was getting past worried, "Akira, take the damn thing!" Akira laughed, as she groaned in pain, as her face begin to slowly tear beneath her eyes. She rummaged through her jacket and found the syringe, and she immediately pressed the needle into her arm, and injected the serum. Her body slowly began to relax, as her face went back to normal, and so did her arm.

"Oi! Fucking moron driving my limo, you may want to think about pulling over." She winked, as she pulled out a gun, then moved to where she was literally behind him. Her hands reached through the small window, one around his neck in an awkward way, and the hand holding the gun was against his temple, "Two ways to kill you, sweetheart. One I can pull the trigger or I can just simply make your breathing cease." She winked, "Oh, one more thing, you can't close this window, I made damn sure of these things. You know in case some dumb ass got the brave idea of stealing my limo." She leaned over and licked at the base of his earlobe, "Don't tempt me." She whispered in his ear. She then smiled eerily.

"Or a third option." She slowly pointed the gun to what was in between his legs, "I would suggest pulling over. Or no more...Head." She laughed in his ear, as her hues begin to shift once again. Akira was someone that no one should fuck with, for she was one with a very cold heart.

"Ya can shoot me tiki, I is too cool to shoot yo sissy I lives until the game damn dude. You shoot me, the girl kills ya! Ya really think I is has no is has no I is no has no no I is no has no is has no no I is no has no no I plan?"

She hit him in the head with the handgun. He giggled.

"FUCKING SHUT UP sweetheart. I don't think you know what you're even saying." She said spitting on him as she talked.

"You sees yo is sooo wrong sissssstaaaaa! I has no is is I is has no plan then I is has no here to be yo beoootch. You is screeeeweedd licka nicka haha!" Ricardo said.

A white flash of pain seared through her stomach causing her to gag in choked disbelief. She realized he had shot her in the stomach as a sudden white pain seared.. causing her to drop her gun on the floor of the car. She had not thought about him holding the gun the entire time inside his compartment.

"I am going to fucking kill you you disgusting man." She said quietly.

"Haha sissy out to the power info chopular ain't I yo poppa sistas?!" He waved at some staring people in the next lane and winked. The car had been stopped at a red light during the altercation. He started driving as the light changed to green. He drove towards a bridge leading to a downhill soaphouse at the docks.

Meanwhile in the back.... Sailor had had her way with his vial's contents. Her crushed arm was extremely painful, and the vial seemed to stop the pain, but something was happening and she wasn't sure what. It had a better euphoric feeling than any drug she had ever used.

"Sssssay....." the grinning Irving held up an Iphone through the window as he aimed his unseen gun arm still at the shocked and gasping Akira, "Check out my website, it is totally master chef http://www.allangroves.com/ ."

He looked at Akira while steering the car down a bridge.

"I know you is able to kill me easy physical, but I is a business man of power and respect and I has is a gun and so is I a an angry nigga gangsta so I is to be afeared."

"Just because you have a gun doesn't mean anything... you dumb ass lunatic.. you won't get anywhere.." She was feeling horrible. She was on the floor holding onto the seat, vomiting. She decided she was likely going to lose it soon, but she could still kill him before her mutation. Or after.

"Now about that head yo yappin about, and what the motha fuckin packa tomato happened to the guy from the land of the white palace, Mikio Palmard (The guy he shot earlier)? Do you know how many people look down on me when I is the cool? Too many. I ain't to be no taken for no granted, I is a business man and super boss. Now what the fucka happened to Mikio Palmard?!"

Akira felt the shot in her gut, she smiled softly, "I warned you doll face." She pulled the trigger, shooting him in the crotch, "Give birth with that ass. Oh, your pretty girls? I find that sort of funny, seeing..." She chuckled, she gasped softly, her hues became a piercing blue, as she felt the serum wearing off, "Listen fucker, I can shoot you again." She pulled away, as her body was going into shock, which this guy didn't understand at all. If her body went into shock, things would only get worse from this step and beyond. Akira spat up blood, "Just wonderful, you moron." She groaned.

"Did you forget that I made the new Virus...The one that if..." She shook her head, "Well, your going to hell." She grinned, as she felt the spikes once again tear at her flesh, and now beneath her eyes, her skin began to rip open. "Gotta love this, huh?" She looked towards the male, "Oh...You shot that fucker, my driver. He was my best friend, and my lover." She scoffed, "And now there is nothing to save you, just you and that windshield." Akira groaned in pain, as she tried to focus all of her energy on trying to fix the wound, because if she didn't everyone in the limo, including herself, would surely die.

Akira gasped as the bullet left the entry wound, and she slowly began to heal, "I..Love this virus..." She whispered, as she turned her head towards the girl behind her, Akira couldn't stop what was coming, blood started to roll down into her eyes. Her vision was becoming corrupt. She dialed Yoichi's number, "Yoi..Yoichi, are any of the monsters going through what I'm going through?" She asked, "What do you mean, Aki?" He asked, "I was shot...Shoot one, please. See if they go on a frenzy." She gasped into the phone as she began to feel her back rip open, "Dear god!" She screamed, she then heard a gun shot in the phone, "AKI! Get the hell out of where you are, and hurry! You need to get down here, and fast. They are acting as if they are in a defensive stance. You need to hurry." Akira smiled, as blood dripped from the right side of her lip, "Thanks, that's all I needed." She looked forward, and winked towards the male.

"Thanks for the ride, honey. But this looks to be my stop." She smiled and immediately unlocked the door, and rolled out of the open door. Her hand was pressing against her stomach, "God...This hasn't happened in a long time." She groaned as she ran fast towards the tower. She needed to get in fast, before releasing hell upon Japan.

Ricardo realized he had been shot. And that he had shot Mikio Palmard, whom he had been planning on dating because he thought that was a woman that worked at the soap house as a prostitute and his brother.

"AAAAHHH SHITE I've been fuckin shot mothafuckin ooh ooh... fuck I is gotta help Sailor..."

He looked in the glove compartment for something, anything, and found a band-aid. He opened his door, stepped out and limping, tried to open the passenger door but had to go back in the limo to unlock the doors. He got in the passenger compartment and put the tiny band-aid on Sailor's crushed arm, where it limply hang off like a wet hair.

"Coothie cootchie coo? All better now." He poked the band-aid and stared at it as it blew away through an open window.

"SSSSHIIIIT..... I is prepared to save she-Sailor."

He limped out of the vehicle bleeding from his crotch and rolled down a hill clumsily and searched for the band-aid. He walked up to the soaphouse entrance and found it. He went back to the limo and put the tiny band-aid on Sailor's crushed arm, where it limply hang off like a wet hair.

"Coothie cootchie coo? All better now." He poked the band-aid and stared at it as it blew away through an open window.

"SSSSHIIIIT..... I is prepared to save she-Sailor."

He limped out of the vehicle bleeding from his crotch and rolled down a hill clumsily and searched for the band-aid. He walked up to the soaphouse entrance and found it. He went back to the limo and put the tiny band-aid on Sailor's crushed arm, where it limply hang off like a wet hair.

"Coothie cootchie coo? All better now." He poked the band-aid and stared at it as it blew away through an open window.

"SSSSHIIIIT..... I is prepared to save she-Sailor."
He limped out of the vehicle bleeding from his crotch and rolled down a hill clumsily and searched for the band-aid. He walked up to the soaphouse entrance and found it. He went back to the limo and put the tiny band-aid on Sailor's crushed arm, where it limply hang off like a wet hair. Sailor woke up.

"Wait what the fuck is going on?"

"My mom is ain't is has a problem and she is left me for another man and I is shot him."

He stared at his bloody crotch, which in his mind told him in a deep grandfatherly voice (but in reality he himself said in his drunken squeaky brooklyn accent). "Now that I has saved She-Sailor Irving must receive a reward of sex from she-sailor because he is heman. Wait."

She stared at him, saying, "Are you insane or pathetic, or just plain... retarded? Am I on some tv show??? What's going on?"

He took out his phone. It was Wesker.

"HURRY. The time to annilihate Umbrella has cometh and soon the world will be reborn as complete global saturation from the Uoroboros will take over the earth and I will be its master to complete my plan of mastery
Uroboros will be released into the atmosphere, ensuring complete, global saturation.
Your feeble attempts only delay the inevitable. The entire world will be infected.
A new Genesis is at hand and I will be the creator because I am the one true god and--"

"Shut it yo I is the gangsta."

Ricardo hung up on Wesker.

"What is going ON HERE?!?!?" Sailor yelled, slapping Irving with her left hand, the good one. She ripped off one of her pant legs and wrapped it around her mangled arm. "Useless..." she mumbled. "All of ya..." She grabbed the pack of cigarettes out of her pocket, put one steadily in her mouth, and lit it, all with her left hand and her mouth. She took a long drag. "Ridiculous." she said, as she exhaled.

Weeoohweeoohweeooh... Sailor could hear the sirens as two police cruisers and an ambulance drove towards them as fast as they could. "Fuck," she said, flicking her cigarette at the ground. "Well, so long, been swell, but uh, I gotta gooooo!" she climbed out of the car, which was rather easy, seeing how the door had completely fallen off.

She walked down the road, going nowhere in particular, and she began digging through her pockets for a cigarette. "Shit," she though out loud, "I left them back there." She turned around, when she bumped into a mysterious man. "WHO THE FUCK--" he put a large, sweaty hand over her mouth and tried to pull her behind an alley, as she just tried to pound him with her fist, which was miniscule compared to his. He wouldn't take his hand off her mouth, so she did what anyone would do, and bit him. He pulled his hand away, with no "OW!" or "YOU CRAZY BITCH!". Instead, he simply raised his hand, and slapped her. "Gahh..." she said, lifting her head up. "You fuckin' asshole.." she wiped her nose with her left arm, to see it covered in blood. "Oh buddy. You're a stupid one, aren'tcha?" she laughed, then a serious expression took her face, as she brought her fist back, and punched him. "DON'T FUCK WITH ME!!!" she screamed, her voice cracking.

She ran back to the limo, to see the cops arresting Irving as Akira was talking. "He shot my driver. He kidnapped me. He supplied drugs to some girl." Blah, blah, BLAH. "Okay, ma'am, you don't have to worry, we'll take him downtown." the fat officer winked at her, as he loaded Irving into the back seat. "HEY BACON BITS," Sailor came up to the cop. "Now ma'am, that is offensive and I could have you arr--" she slugged him in the face. Hard. She jumped into the front of the police cruiser and drove as fast as she could. She wasn't the best driver, considering she could only drive with one arm, but she didn't care. She was glad to have the thrill back.

She realized Irving was in the back of the car with her. At least he had no gun.

"Hey youse. Check out my website http://www.allangroves.com/ where you can be prostitutes and irchin children for blowjobs. You is to be you is you is to is to be is is is a real deal gangsta now nigga you is a cop killa you is respected by I is heman."

"SHUT THE FUCK UP." Sailor hated being reminded of prostitution, it was perhaps the worst time of her life. "Goddamnit..." she mumbled under her breath, once she remembered she left her cigarettes in the limo. "Hey man, you got any cigarettes?" she asked, and Irving threw her a pack. Without a word, she began to drive with her knees as she used her one free arm to get the cigarette in her mouth and light it. "That's one hella arms youse gots there." Irving said, eying the mangled arm that was kept together by the cloth of her pants. She said nothing, but began to drive incredibly fast. She smashed into the window of the drug store, and jumped out of the car, taking one of the guns.

Akira saw the ambulance, and didn't care, she was gone. Once at her lab, she did what she could, "Welcome, Dr. Akira." She smiled, "Well, thank you darling." She winked at the machine, she ran down the stairs. And saw Yoichi, "Oh thank God, your still here." Yoichi looked at her, "Of course, what the fuck happened to you!?" Akira laughed, "Want the short or long version?" She asked, as she hugged him, "Come on." He smiled. They walked into the testing room, "Akira, we have a new serum, and this one seems to be working great. Would.." He was cut off, "Anything will be fine, Yoichi." She smiled.

She lifted up her sleeve, he could see the cut marks of where the spikes were coming out at, "Shit, Akira." He shook his head, he pushed the needle in the entry of the spikes, Akira immediately gasped, "Sorry, boss." He smiled, as she squinted in pain as the medicine slithered through her veins, "So, what happened?" He asked, Akira smiled, "Some fuck head shot my driver, then stole my fucking limo. Shot me, then of course I shot him in the junk. Then..." She was caught off, "Akira, you need to be careful." He said sternly, "Why? What's going on?"

Yoichi sighed, and Akira knew that wasn't a good sign, "Umbrella Corporation, is about to go global, with your Virus, and they do not know that this...Virus not only can heal, but as a very bad defensive control. As if, you are in the wild, and someone tries to attack, you will immediately kill them. Akira...The Virus is trying to take over your body, everything that you feel right now...Will soon be gone. You can live off this serum for weeks. But what if we can't produce this drug anymore? What then?" He asked, "Akira, you will kill a lot of people. And you'll never know why or how." Akira gulped as she sighed, "I know. I made a mistake by introducing this to my body."

Yoichi smiled, "My sis, always trying new things, that will only hurt her." Akira smiled, as she hugged her brother, tears rolled down her face, "Yoichi, if I hurt you, kill me." She whispered in his ear, "Because I may have lost a lover, but my blood. I would either kill for, or die." She pulled away, Yoichi wiped away her tears, "Akira, you know me better than that, besides. . ." He paused, as he lifted up his sleeve, "Like sister, like brother." Akira's eyes widen, "YOICHI!" She screamed, Yoichi smiled trying to reassure her.

"Aki, the Virus in me is slow acting, were for you. The Virus is fast pace. Which isn't a bad thing, but not a good thing either. Whoever shot you, you could have easily killed. And he wouldn't know what hit him. You are a monster." He chuckled, Akira shook her head, "Like you have room to talk." Yoichi lowered his eyes, "You remember that Titan they made, or Nemesis." Akira nodded, "You are far worse than that. He was stopped...You." Yoichi shook his head, "They'll die before touching you. You are..Like an atomic bomb, just without the radiation." Akira looked down to the floor, Yoichi hugged her, "But don't worry sis, I got your back." Yoichi smiled, as he handed four years worth of serum.

Ricardo Irving strided into the drug store as Sailor was doing something elsewhere inside of it. He went into the women's restroom and opened a stall door on some woman using the bathroom, and looked away as she screamed in indignation.

"I is to need a phone mizz. I is to need a phone, get outta my fuckin way."

The woman put her pants back on and ran past him and outside of the bathroom as he sat down on the toilet and took out his phone. He called his partner.

"Hey yo, I retrieved the sample. I infected young woman named sheman sailor she with some the vial."

"WAIT WHAT? You used the vial? We were going to infect their chairman at the conference." On the other end of the line his partner was adjusting his yellow contacts.

"No no I is has another." Irving took off his pants and produced a sample from "down there". Then he put his pants back on, but inside out.

"Now I think some beotch that is mom that works there is at datin my brother a prostitute woman that works at the soaphouse Niggastack named Mikio Palmard, so I killed him by gunshot to the head, yo bitch. POW!" Irving mimed a gunshot to the head despite the fact his partner wasn't there. He shit in his pants, got off the toilet, and walked back out into the drugstore and through some aisles, taking a superman cape off the children's department, to the cash register where Sailor was holding up a female worker and stealing cash. He walked behind the worker and kicked her in the back of the leg and pulled out a gun he had stolen and aimed it at her head.

"Sailor youse take the cashes... I is takin this woman as my hostage and goin to the niggacility where the bookworm yo hanga foos work thinkin they is all smarts when I is the best and they is ddddumb sissys. Ssssseeee I is gonna kill them all. With this vial. Youse help me and youse get paid big bucks, snoop dawg."

He brushed back the cape he was now wearing and looked down at his bloody crotch area and the small hole in his pants from the bullet. He took out his phone and said to the hostage, "Hey youse check out my site! http://www.allangroves.com/ "

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Like Levera Raven just did.. I am going get a second character, the extremely determined partner of Irving that appeared once earlier.

Tetsuo.
Age 38. Height 6 foot. Weight 180.

Notably wears an I luv ny shirt and yellow contacts.

Meanwhile his partner got off the phone, and out of his car. He had to go through with the dock deal at the soaphouse himself because Irving never showed. He walked into the building into a dimly lit room with children wearing rags playing with sticks on the ground and out a back door into a courtyard where a yakuza drug dealer was waiting. He exchanged a bag with the British sunglasses wearing yakuza member, and received a suitcase. He turned around and walked back to his car. He got another phone call.

"Yes?"

"It's me the gangsta! I understood you got the weapon yeahs? Kill Akira Nishimura, kill kill kill kill yeah huh yo bitch? She at the facility they all is in the base. She ain't sleepin good no more with the stuff they do at Umbrella to the subjects, I ain't has no good, but I believe that the future is to be paved by the end of times with the masta. You see dyin ain't so bad, not when it is happening to you! HAHA."

"Fuck off..... I didn't get any weapon," he said opening the suitcase, "Just a lot of money."

I am going to introduce another character. Which is played by me Which only says that you can have two characters, le woot

Name: Yoichi Nishimura
Nickname: Yoi
Age: 23
Personal Identification Card Number: 0009875647392
Back-Story: Akira being his only sibling and family. He looked up to her. He too went to college for lab technician. He soon got a job under his sister's company that is part of the Umbrella Corporation. Both having the T-Virus in their veins. Both are closer, than close. And with their blood lines being now the same. Yoichi will do anything to protect his older sister, even if in the end he or she will die.



Once again, ALL credits go to HEISE and her amazing artwork

NEW CHARACTER.
Name: Amy Wilson
Nickname: Jett
Age: 25
Personality: Mysterious, quiet, mean, tsundere, yandere, arrogant, and just pissed off.
Biography: Amy, who has somehow gained the name "Jett", is a musician, the lead singer of The Soviettes ((a real band, but the singer is not Amy)). She is very mysterious, and all history of her has been erased up until now. She is a modern succubus, and often sleeps with men, knocks them out, and takes all of their money. She is known for getting drunk and passing out on stage.


"Ugh... My head..." Amy muttered, and she sat up in a pool of liquor and sweat. "Hell." she said, and slowly stood up, stumbling a little bit. She rubbed her eyes, and walked to the drug store, for her "prescription" Vicodin. As she walked up, she noticed the car that was half-way in the window and the one-armed woman with a gun. "GIVE ME ALL OF YOUR FUCKIN' SHIT!!" the woman screamed, her voice cracking. "The fuck is this..." Amy said, stepping over the glass. "OI!! WHO THE FUCK DO YOU THINK YOU ARE YOU FUCKIN' WANKER?!" the woman yelled. She had a very heavy Cockney accent in her voice, or, what was left of it. Amy lifted her hands up, and smiled rudely, as she walked to the pharmacy counter, and hopped over. The woman continued to aim her pistol at her. "Just gettin' my V, doll." she said, innocently, as she hopped back out of the counter, with a large paper bag. "Heyyyy there lady... Youse pretty hots... yessssss... Youse checks out me website?" a tall, blonde man began hitting on her. Hmm, she thought, How much money you think is on this fucker right now? He looks poor... But then again, he could be a drug dealer... And we all know how easy THEY are... She smiled and walked away, doing her infamous seduction walk. I love money!

He walked in front of her and she saw he was wearing a superman cape, inside out bloodstained pants with a torn out crotch and a raggedy black suit.

"Hey check out my website http://www.allangroves.com/ youse ho, and let's fuck in the bathroom, yesssssssszzzzzzzz sexxxxx."

He started drooling.

"I is a business man and tonight I am gonna kill a lot of people with my mutation to pay for a ton of drugs so that I can be the party ass nigga. I could die unless I manip my boy, so if we do it eva we do it now."

She turned around and smiled. "A business man, huh?" she said, with a sly smile. She walked up to him slowly, and moved her hands towards his pants. "Youse..." he stuttered. She laughed. Where is this creep's wallet, goddamnit?! No wallet. "Useless." she muttered, and punched him in the face.

He fell down on the floor, his lights knocked out, and the shit in his pants started to smell as he also pissed his pants unconsciously.
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Meanwhile, Tetsuo was driving towards the facility, where he had been a mole for Irving for quite some time. He used his pass card to get in a side entrance. He could have taken off with the money, but he knew sooner or later someone, like Ada Wong, would have killed him. So he had buried it in the ground near a shrine. He let a door in a lab scan his retina and walked in past some storage area where monsters were kept. He bumped into a man wearing a white suit, who was coming out of a room.

"Excuse me Mr. Yoichi. I am 666869247573 Kitsune. I understand the monsters are becoming aggressive and I have received authorization to add a new brand of anesthetic to them."

Yoichi had no clue that this drug was the same thing Sailor had taken, allowing her to survive her injury. Upon death she or any other users of this would mutate into an uroboros http://residentevil.wikia.com/Uroboros_Mkono but until that time they had no clue except for a greater ability to sustain injury with no complication.

Yoichi looked towards the male, his brow began to arc slowly, "Did Dr. Akira give you that authorization?" He asked in a soft tone, "She is here with me, she needed to see how things were going. And if what you are saying is true, then I will surely allow this new drug to be taking in an effect. However, if she has yet to give authorization, then this can't pass." Yoichi had a very a long day, and with watching his sister go into hysterics, he just wasn't understanding why this was happening. His sister was the only thing meant the world to him. And honestly, no one else matter. And watching his sister break down because some moron shot her husband to be, that didn't sit well with Yoichi at all.

Akira took a deep breath as she walked back into the labs, "Yoichi, who is he?" She asked with a stern voice, "Ma'am, apparently he has clearance, and he says he has authorization to bring a new drug, and help these...Well, monsters." Akira shook her head, as she sighed, "I...I don't.." She paused, Yoichi sighed as he looked towards the male, "I apologize, Dr. Akira has been through a lot tonight. One being her watching...Her lover get shot and killed." He had too whisper this to make sure that Akira didn't hear what they were saying, "So she is a bit traumatized." Yoichi looked towards his older sister, and didn't know what else to do.

Akira looked towards the male once again, as she once shook her head, "My apologies, I need to see the documents, for not only the clearance, but the this authorization. I am sort of, well out of the loop right. My night hasn't been the best." Akira smiled reassuringly. "But if you have proof, then I don't see why you can't use this drug. However, if you do not. Then I'll kindly that you get the fuck out of my labs, and never come back. Savvy?" She asked in a sweet yet bitter tone.

Tetsuo pulled out some paperwork that had forged authorization and gave it to him.

"Actually to be honest we are going to eliminate the test subjects due to complications with inspection and laws, besides money issues. We can't hold this facility together in that department it's far too costly. And we already know what Umbrella superiors to this facility will say: That this branch should be liquidated. This is far too great of a project to allow that."

He walked past them and and into a chamber where controls were being altered and gas was fed into the test subjects' quarters. He shut down all air entirely and let the subjects die from loss of air. He watched them through cameras slowly circle around the room until they faded from loss of air. Then he used his cards to unlock the doors and injected one of the subjects and himself with a vial he himself had, just in case Irving had lost his. Little did he know just how fast acting the chemical was. Uroboros tentacles began enveloping the dead body, as he stared crouching over it. He ran towards the open exit as they consumed the body's biomass and quickly gained mass from the rest of the bodies. He wasn't scared, but he felt nothing as the tentacles speared his chest and enveloped his flesh, consuming his biomass and shredding him into pieces. It tore apart the wall and spewed into a ventilation shaft, crawling deep...
left.........
right.....
up...
down...
warmer to flesh...
warmer..
hot..
hotter..
above a cafeteria where it identified the heat signature of twenty employees of Umbrella.

It ripped apart the shaft and poured into the expansive room, as people stood up and fell over. It tore apart a trenchcoat wearing woman, and consumed eight scrubs wearing men, as it fell. It leaped across the room and killed a sweaty woman pulling on a fire escape door in a single back breaking blow. It saw everything all around it with 360 degree vision, and it liked the taste of the humans. It crawled along the wall and through an open door into a hallway.

Height 9 feet, weight 1200 pounds. Uroboros Mitsuo

Akira smiled and ripped up the papers, "Sweetie, you are such a liar." She winked, "Besides, you've been working here for how long?" She asked with a stern tone, "A week, or two." She turned away, as she called in this liar, but when she turned back around, she saw nothing. "Great, a liar got a way. Wasn't he just a dumb fuck?!" She began to get angry, "Uhm...Akira!" She turned towards the cameras, "Well, that's pretty fucked up, huh?" She asked, "Send in the dogs, oh please." She winked, "Aki...Aki, no. Please!" Akira smiled, "Never send a man to do a woman's job. Why you'll only fail, most humbly." She winked, as she walked into the lab.

Yoichi had no choice, he sent in the dogs. Akira gasped as she injected more of the T-Virus. She squinted as her body began to heat up. Her hues flared into a shade of black. Her skin began to rip open. Akira screamed in pain, Yoichi kept his back to his sister, not knowing what to do, he knew deep down he couldn't stop her. And he knew that there was huge chance that this fucked up man, was going to die. And she may even kill him, her own flesh and blood. But he did smile, "She would be doing the world a favor." Yoichi whispered, when he turned around, his sister wasn't there, "Akira...AKI!" He screamed, as he looked around, and couldn't find her.

He looked at all the cameras, his heart began to race, and his palms got sweaty. He just didn't understand what was going on. He looked over to the computers, "Oh fuck." He whispered, as he saw his sister's vital signs, he knew then, that this idiot was going to die in the hands of his sister. And there was now no stopping her. Yoichi ran through the labs, and saw her syringes, "Oh, Aki, what have you done?" He asked himself.

He slowly turned and saw his sister, "Aki..." He whispered, there were now spiked wings from her back, her face had been ripped open. Her teeth were now fangs. And she had spikes ripping at her skin. She now stood 9 feet tall. Yoichi stood there paralyzed. He couldn't move, hell, he couldn't even speak. This was something out of a horror movie, and now, he surely knew. Akira wasn't coming back. "Aki...It's me, Yoichi. Please...Please stop this. He can't do anything. There are two branches of Umbrella, one going to whatever he wants, and Umbrella with you." He mustered. As he spoke, he felt pain. He looked down one of the spikes went into his body, and blood slowly ran down his lips.

Yoichi took a syringe and stabbed the syringe into her arm, he watched her slowly become herself, he smiled warmly, "Aki..." Akira shook her head, "Oh...Fuck no!" She screamed, as she grabbed her little brother, "No...What have I done?!" She screamed. She then felt a hand on her shoulder. When she turned around, she saw a male with blonde hair, and glowing eyes? She shook her head as she looked back to her brother. Tears began to roll down her face.

"Ah, pathetic, crying over a monster." The male's voice was like a shock to any core, "FUCK OFF!" He smiled, "And a temper as well." He smiled only abruptly, "You can always have a new family, with Uroboros. I could.." He stopped, as he watched Akira cry over her dying brother, "Come on, Yoichi! COME ON!" She screamed, her heart being ripped out. The male just laughed, "Pathetic." He whispered. Yoichi looked up at his sister, and rested his hand against her cheek. "Come on, sis, we have some good times, right?" He asked, Akira rested her hand against his, and could only nod.

"You are...My only family." She whispered, "Please Yoichi, please. I am sorry." Akira felt her heart break into a million pieces, "I..I didn't mean too." Yoichi gasped, "Aki, dear little Aki. I have protected you all of my life, and now you need to protect yourself." Akira shook her head, "My best friend, my best worker, my blood and flesh, my brother." She cried harder, "How can I? Protect myself, when I just killed the only thing I had left." She whispered, she turned her face and Yoichi made her look at him, "I never blamed you. I will always forgive you. Aki, you're my sister. And I love you. Just..Keep everything up. And you'll do fine." He smiled, a lonely tear ran down his face, Akira felt his hand fall from her's.

"Yoichi! Yoichi! No...No please come back!" She gripped his limpless body to her, and cried hard against him, shaking violently, "Yoichi! Please!" She screamed, she rocked back and forth her brother's lifeless body. She gritted her teeth, "I fucking hate him! That little fucking prick! He took everything from me! EVERYTHING!" She screamed, and now she couldn't even breathe because how hard she was crying. Her tears now masked any sight of vision. She turned her head to see the male gone, but she saw a card, "How formal." She snarled. Akira took in a deep breath, and lifted her brother's body.

Akira walked her brother's body out of the building to let, Umbrella fall. But the best thing for her was...She had kept everything at her penthouse. Everything that Umbrella had, was literally her own. She had worked so hard getting Umbrella in Japan off the ground. And now, she would do this again, if need be. She wasn't ready to back down, and even if this meant teaming up with the blonde male she just saw.

((I'm joinin' this RP...))

Name: Skarlett Amane
Alias: Hoshi Yoshimatsu
Age: 26
Occupation: Drug dealer, Skarlett deals with the upper-class customers as opposed to the usual alley-rats. She is feared and respected by almost everyone in the "business".
Hometown: Los Angeles, California
Personality: Rude and straight-forward, if Skarlett doesn't like you, you will know, and you will suffer. She is a tough fighter, though often declines battle, stating "I don't like to dirty my hands with the guts of scum." She is incredibly sarcastic, and often smiles out of anger rather than happiness. She refers to people as "doll", "hun", and "babe", whether she likes them or not. Getting on her good side is rare, however, once on it, she will risk everything for you, stating "Friends don't let friends fuck up."
Biography: Raised on the streets of L.A., Skarlett grew up fighting. Her family was poor, and her parents often fought, occasionally rising into violence. She would leave the house because of it, and ended up meeting some shady people on the streets, leading her into the world of drugs at age 13. She rose to fame in that particular "business", nearing the level of "Drug Boss". Now, she rarely sells on the street, but is more or less the "middle man", transporting drugs to dealers in her 10-speed bike.

((Welcome Alright uhm...Do you want to start in a different spot, or I can rewind Up to you ^.^ ))

((Okay, I'll start someone else. But wait, I'm confused, where are you right now? [so I can have Skarlett eventually meet up with your characters]))

((Akira is walking down the road carrying her dead brother. Because I do believe KKiryu was going to kill him off. So I Akira killed him when her T-Virus began to act up. Yes, she has the T-Virus in her. So she is walking the streets in Tokyo in the pouring rain. Whooo hoo ))

"They've no respect for me anymore... bastards..." Skarlett muttered as she peddled through the storm. Splash! "Ugh, that's the 5th puddle so far..." She was delivering a stash of methamphetamines to one 'Ricardo Irving', whom she already hated based on his name. "Probably some fuckin' rube," she had said to her boss. She continued to peddle her bike down the road when she saw a shadow in the distance, that of a person carrying another. "What in god's name..." she whispered, as the woman came closer. "Shit." she said. She could see the two figures clear enough now, clear enough to see one was dead.

Akira looked towards the female, and sighed. She couldn't speak now, she needed to put her brother to rest. Akira was now spiteful towards anyone. She now had to find a new person to be her main lab technician. So many emotions were spinning through her. She hated pretty much everyone about now. Akira's hues now began to flare and now even began to fade into a whole new color. She stopped as she moved her brother so she could carry him more, "What...You never seen a dead body before? Or are you just so still because a woman is carrying a man, and not the other way around?" Akira sighed, as she rest her brother against the ground, and began to once again weep. Her body was trembling violently, as she cried only harder. Her words were so muffled that no one can hear her. Akira's dreams had been shot down in one night, and her heart was broken beyond repair.

Not only did Akira loose her lover, but she lost something that was way more important blood. Akira took in a deep breath, as she lifted up her head from her crossed arms. She had been crying tears of blood, another side effect of the T-Virus that she created. She hated herself for injecting the stupid Virus in her, in the first place. She hadn't the slightest idea that this T-Virus was fast acting in her, but slow in her brother. She didn't know that her dose was much more powerful than her own brother's. And now with her hands she had killed him, and with these hands, she wanted to kill more. She was going to let the Virus take over, or at least wait until she got a chance to kill the man that sent out the dumb ass in the first place.

Akira now looked towards the female once again, "What's your story?" She asked with a soft hiss, Akira shook her head, as she now sighed. And remained silent.