CHAPTER 3: Escape

Albert Wesker speaks into the microphone at the main computer terminal. "Calibrate #42."
The young man in tank #42 begins to go into R.E.M.'s. The fluid in the stasis tank drains and the man's eyes snap open. The capsule opens, and the young man spills out. Wesker approaches him. "Good evening, #42. Do you know who I am?"
#42 responds: "F-Father..."
"Very good, #42. What is your purpose here?"
"C-Claire..."
At this response, Wesker becomes enraged. His fist slams against tank #42, denting the metal and shattering the glass. In a lightning-swift motion, Wesker seizes #42 by the neck, lifting him up in the air. "Listen to me, you insect. You exist only to serve me! What is your purpose?!!"
The young man struggles, gasping for air. "Claire...must find..."
Wesker's grip around the young man's throat tightens. "Hmph." Wesker twists his hand, breaking #42's neck. Wesker effortlessly tosses him aside, and the body hits the floor with a dull thud. The head lies twisted at a grotesque angle; the eyes staring ahead vacantly. Wesker quickly strides over to the computer terminal. He presses a key and speaks into the mic.
"Cleanup?...Yes. This is Albert Wesker in lab 4. It seems we've had another failure. The memories of the initial specimen seem to persist in the clones, overriding their programming. Come pick this one up and dispose of him."
The two men from the cleanup crew haul #42's body out of lab 4 and to the specimen decomposition pool. "All right", says one to the other. "Toss him in. On three..."
"One..."
"...Two..."
"...Three!"
They toss the body over the railing, and it lands in the pool with a splash. It floats there with the other broken down remains of other guinea pigs and test subjects within the pool of chemicals. The two men from cleanup crew, satisfied that their task is done, walk away from the pool.
He awakens abruptly. There is a fetid stench all around him, combined with something...chemical. His skin is burning. He appears to be in a pool of some sort. Something slick and mushy brushes up against his arm in the water. He looks down to see a human torso, much of the flesh already stripped from it by the chemical solvents in the pool. #42 screams. He thrashes wildly in the water, pushing the offending object away. That's when he notices. The entire pool is filled with decomposing human remains. He feels sickened as bile begins to rise in his throat. Calling upon all of his remaining strength and fortitude, #42 manages to swim to one side of the pool, pulling himself up and out of it. "I have to get out of here", he thinks to himself. The railing of the main floor of the complex is too far up for him to reach, so he makes his way into one of the dimly lit service tunnels. After running for a while, he spots a ladder and a hatch leading up into the main part of the complex. After climbing through the hatch, #42 finds himself in a small private lab belonging to one of the researchers. He finds a lab coat and wraps it around his naked body. Just as he is about to leave, something on a computer terminal catches his eye. It's a direct feed from a camera in lab 4. The stasis tube with the infinity sign on it, and inside, the woman with the blonde hair. She's important to him somehow, although he can't remember why or for what reason. What is she doing in this place? "She looks like a fallen angel", he thinks. So beautiful, yet so sad. It makes him want to go back to lab 4, but his instincts of self-preservation override all else, and he quickly exits the small lab. He spots a map of the complex in the main hall, and makes a mental note on where the exit is located. He begins to run down the hall. Just then, he hears the sound of heavy footsteps running down the hall. #42 looks over his shoulder to see two armed guards. "Hey you!", one of them calls after him. "Stop!"
#42 pays no mind to their shouts, making his way down the hall. One of the guards reaches for his radio. "This is security team beta, lab 2 junction. We have a Code:Red. I repeat, lab 2 junction, Code:Red!!!"
"Oh, fuck this!", the other guard says. He opens fire with his sub-machine gun. Multiple rounds slam into #42's back, knocking him to the ground. His vision blurs as he coughs up copious amounts of blood.
"Hkkk...you...shouldn't have done that..."
A newfound sense of rage floods through him. His vision turns red, as his muscles begin to spasm. The T-Veronica virus within #42's body begins to resonate with his anger, transforming him. Muscles ripple as flesh expands. Sharp spines of bone emerge from his body; his fingers end in sharp claws.
With an animalistic roar, he bolts towards the guards lightning quick. The guard who fired his sub-machine gun is frozen in fear. He stares at #42 like the proverbial deer in the headlights. "What the fuck's wrong with you?!", the other guard says. "Shoot! Shoot!!!"
The stunned guard opens fire just as #42's hand connects with his neck. The sharp claws sink into the soft flesh of his throat, and with a quick flick of his wrist, #42 beheads the guard. The crimson arterial spray covers his partner, who opens fire at the last minute in vain. The last thing the guard sees is #42's reptilian eyes gazing into his as a clawed hand plunges through his chest.
Hastily, #42 makes his way towards the exit. An alarm is blaring, and red lights flash through the halls in a strobe-like manner. He is perhaps mere minutes from the exit; freedom is almost at hand. #42 crosses an intersection in the lab 1 junction and sees a security force of 10 guards, all armed with sub-machine guns. "There!", one of them shouts. "Shoot that thing!"
#42 runs as they open fire. Bullets slam into him, but he keeps on running.
Then, at last, the exit. #42 runs through the door and out into the night. He keeps running, knowing it is imperative to put as much distance between himself and that horrible place as possible. Finally, after running for what seemed like hours, #42 collapses on the outskirts of a small villiage. Bleeding profusely and naked except for the lab coat (which is tattered and torn), he reverts back to his human form and sinks into unconsciousness.
#42 is awakened in the morning by one of the villiagers. An old man brings him a set of mis-matched clothes and a small plate of food. #42 thanks the man, and after eating and regaining his energy, heads on his way. He is heading to the shore of the continent...

The security guard speaks into his radio. "Yes...I'm sorry sir. It seems that subject #42 of Project Moebius has escaped..."
Albert Wesker thinks to himself. "It seems that we've underestimated the regenerative capabilities bestowed upon the subjects by the virus..."
Wesker speaks into the mic at the computer terminal in lab 4. "No matter. Each subject of the project has been implanted with a micro-chip under their skin. We can track his every move from here..."
TO BE CONTINUED...

I really like this story, keep 'em going!

I havn't read this story yet, just copied everything into one text document to read it later. but i wnat to leave a comment and some thoughts.

so steve's in there too...my fav annoying character besides alfred ashford.
i don't hate steve i was very sad when he died, poor claire. it's just that claire seems a lot more mature than steve and i really had a hard time accepting she would fall for such a kid.

anyway if sherry is in the story too and in weskers hand i'm getting more and more curious because i was creating a story in my head aswell.
sherry will be pissed with claire if wesker knows how to manipulate her. claire couldn't keep her promise as sherry hoped she would come back for her but wesker kidnapped her before claire could come back. now a couple of years later he can play one of his little plans, try to trap chris n claire or whateva.

well manipulating a little girl isn't that hard, especially not for wesker. just tell her the same over and over again "claire left you, she didn't kept her promise, she didn't take u with her, she doesn't like u, it's all her fault your parents are dead....yaddayaddayadda"
sherry with special abilitys could beat the shit out of the redfields but .....
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^^ havn't thought any further yet ;)

Im sorry for being a gravedigger but this needs to be completed