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Rules:

1. NO GODMODDING! Godmod and Die.
2. Violence is allowed. There are zombies, so have fun!
3. Keep the posts PG. I can't stop you but I can ban you.
4. Don't make your charcter all powerfull, everyone has a weakness.
5. PM all profiles to me under the title 'Umbrella'.
6. RPC's can become zombies, but try to keep your zombie interesting. (make it like nemisis or not a complete zombie or something.)
7. Characters can not kill each other unless the victim allows it.
8. I have the right to change these rules at anytime.
9. Have fun!

Username: NightWerewolf
Character Name: Ryan Black
Profession: Junior STARS Operative
Description:
Short Bio: Ryan joined the STARS Organization because he believed in helping people. He's proven himself on several accounts already but hasn't seen any real action.
Weapon of Choice: (Famas Assault Rifle)
Abilities: Sniper, Hacking, Stealth.
Mutation: Speed, Health Regeneration

"Wake up," he could hear a voice say. "Do you think it worked?" asked the voice. "His vital signs are normal," responded another voice. "We spent millions on this damn Shadow Runner project. What will happen if this fails??" "The President of Umbrella Corp will have our asses, that's what." The person the second voice belonged to walked out of the room.

Shadow Runner was regaining consciousness. "Where am I?" he said. "You work for us now," said a man with short black hair and thick glasses in a white lab coat. "We are Umbrella Corporation, and we dedicate our time and research for the development and distribution of medicine to humans worldwide with a raging infection that threatens mankind. This infection turns people into mindless zombies that have an insatiable thirst for blood. If this virus spreads much further, there may be no hope for survival." Of course this scientist was not going to tell their most elite weapon that Umbrella Corp was responsible for this outbreak. "There is an organization that goes against our methods. This group is called S.T.A.R.S. They will stop at nothing to see that our work is not carried out. If you ever come into contact with a member of this organization, you are to eliminate them."

"Your corporation shall have my services for no charge. I will shed oceans of blood if it is for the greater good of mankind," Shadow Runner swore. "I am glad you are on terms with Umbrella Corp," replied the scientist. "Now, I will inject you with this serum that will enhance your assassin abilities. You will become a more efficient killing machine than you ever thought possible."

A few seconds after the syringe enters his arm, Shadow Hunter feels a stinging pain at the injection site that slowly spreads throughout his body. Soon he falls to the floor due to the excruciating stinging sensation throughout his entire body. In a matter of minutes the pain subsides and he is once again able to stand on his feet. "How do you feel?" inquired the scientist. "I feel lighter on my feet and more athletic." Shadow Runner then proceeds to run along the entire length of a sixty foot long wall, then runs up and does a perfect triple backflip. "Your abilities will prove very useful," noted the scientist. "Now, come with me, Shadow Runner. The president of Umbrella Corp would like to give you your first mission."

The scientist and Shadow Runner entered the president's office. "Shadow Runner, meet Albert Wesker, president of Umbrella Corp." "I thought you were an agent, Wesker," was Shadow Runner's response. The man who sat behind the desk had gray hair, sunglasses, and wore all black, including leather gloves and a trench coat. "Well, you see, a few of the men higher up on the Umbrella Corp totem pole died of *ahem* natural causes. I am their replacement. But never mind that. You should be focusing on your task."

"There is a S.T.A.R.S. scouting party that is causing problems for us. They have already discovered several of our labs and shut them down. This task is simple. Just kill them. This should be no problem for you, especially since you've been injected with Formula X." "That's easy, but how do you expect me to find them?" asked Shadow Runner. "We have tapped into their radio communications and they are going to investigate the abandoned warehouse at 15th and East around 10:00 PM. We cannot have another pharmaceutical facility shut down, or enough vaccines may not be produced."

"They shall fall prey to my blades before even realizing I was there," declared Shadow Runner. "Better yet, you should bring one of them to us for interrogation," said Wesker. "Take this vial of liquid." He tossed the vial, and Shadow Runner caught it. "Dip one of your throwing knives in this liquid. When you throw it at a S.T.A.R.S. operative, they will merely become unconscious, so do not throw it at a vital organ. You will have plenty of time to get them back here before they awaken. You are dismissed."

"I'm at 15th and East," said Shadow Runner into his two-way radio. "Good," replied Wesker. "You know the drill. Kill all of them, but leave one for interrogation. Use the vial." "Will do. Shadow Runner out." Shadow Runner spotted six people approaching the warehouse. He identified them as his targets from the weapons they were carrying as well as the S.T.A.R.S. logos on the shoulders of their uniform. A few minutes later they enter. His approach would be to take out each one separately and quietly.

Shadow Runner stabs his kama blades into the sides of the warehouse and climbs down. In one motion, he detaches the blades and jumps in through a window, making a very loud crashing noise. "We're expected!!" shouted one of the agents in terror. He began to clutch his pistol very tightly. 'Good, they fear me,' Shadow Runner thought to himself. 'I'm going to enjoy this.'

There was one agent lagging behind by about 10 feet. Shadow Runner blended into the darkness and wrapped the chains connecting his kamas very tighly around the neck of the agent, choking him. Not long after his body became limp. "Johnson and I will check the left," said the captain. "Nichols, Davis, go ahead. Black and Smith, check the right." "Sir, where's Smith?" asked one of the agents. A few seconds after the group spots the body of Smith with a chain around his neck hanging from the catwalk above and to the left of where he was standing. Two of the agents begin spraying directly above where Smith was hung.

The agents were unaware that Shadow Runner was directly behind Nichols and Davis in the darkness. He takes each one out silently with his kamas, which were detached from their chain. He drags the bodies behind some crates. Next, he walks through the darkness along the wall of the warehouse directly in front of the remaining three agents. Two throwing knives emerge from the darkness and pierce the throats of the captain and the agent next to him. The remaining agent shot off a few rounds from his desert eagle. One round clips the arm of Shadow Runner.

Shadow Runner moves to the corner of the warehouse and collects himself. He dipped a throwing knife in the liquid Wesker gave him. "Reveal yourself!!" shouted the lone agent. "I'm gonna kill you!!!!!" Shadow Runner at this point is on the right side of the agent. He throws another knife into the calf of the agent. The agent rips the knife out of his calf and fires several more rounds in the direction where the knife came from. One round hits Shadow Runner's shoulder. Then, the agent collapses. Shadow Runner collects his knives and the chain, then ties the agent's arms alongside his body and his legs together. "I'm ready for extraction, Wesker," said Shadow Runner into the radio. The pain in his shoulder was constant and devastating. He would have to wait until returning to Umbrella Corp before getting treatment. He looks at the dog tag around the agent's neck. It reads: Ryan Black.

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Sorry about that. This is my first time RPing, and I guess I didn't realize I was getting too deep in the narration. It won't happen again.

OK, glad that's cleared up. Back to the story.

Shadow Runner had just returned to the Umbrella Corp HQ. He was not very fond of the idea of letting his prey live, but he would not dare disobey a direct order from Wesker. Using the same chain, they managed to tie the now unconscious Agent Black to a chair. They were going to use various methods to make him talk. Shadow Runner was going to implement all of the interrogation techniques, and he was delighted. During his career as a hitman while he was still alive, he learned to take enjoyment in such things. Emotions must not interfere with such an occupation. Just pull the trigger and get paid.

Agent Black at this moment begins to regain consciousness. This is when the real fun will begin.