Chapters Prologue: A career change
Twilight looked at the pink slip that her sleazeball manager, Mr. Maxwell, had given her, she knew exactly what this slip meant. It said,
"Ms. Twilight Sparkle, due to money problems we've been having, we have no other choice but to relieve your duties in the Canterlot Life foundation, all profit you would've made is now shipped to Mr. Mason Maxwell. What we are trying to say is that you're fired, we hope you have enjoyed your time working with us. Now with all that taken care of, you can now get out and never come back. Thank you for your cooperation.
Sincerely,
Twilights fists were trembling in absolute rage, She knew what Maxwell wanted, all he wanted was her money. That was all he ever wanted ever since she first worked there. It took all of her will-power not to trash her entire work office. She always knew that her temper was explosive and she would take it out on anyone who crossed her. She stormed out of the Life Foundation with a look of complete anger on her face.
As she was walking to her apartment, she is stopped by Gloriosa Daisy as she says in a happy tone of voice, "Hello Twilight, I hope you're having a wonderful day today."
Twilight angrily replied, "WHAT'S SO WONDERFUL ABOUT IT! HOW ABOUT YOU GET OUT OF MY FRIKING WAY BEFORE I WIPE THAT SMILE OFF YOUR LITTLE FACE!" Leaving Gloriosa shocked and silent as Twilight stormed away. Twilight thought her day couldn't possibly get any worse but when she got to her apartment door, She saw a green slip that said she was going to be evicted in three days due to her not paying her rent.
Twilight, in a fit of unrelenting rage, ripped the green slip from her door and started tearing it into tiny pieces. She then went inside her room and slammed the door behind her.
"WHY ME?! WHY DID IT HAVE TO BE ME?! WHAT DID I DO TO DESERVE ALL THIS TORMENT?! I DESERVED THAT JOB AT THE LIFE FOUNDATION!" Twilight screamed at the top of her lungs as she turned around to see a letter on the kitchen table. The letter was from her boyfriend, Timber Spruce, saying that he has left her because she's almost never at home most of the time and that he was sick and tired of ending every night with an argument.
Her hands were shaking even quicker than before, not only did she just get fired from the greatest job she ever had, but the love of her life just left her. She was trying everything in her power not to rip apart and smash everything in sight, but, to no avail, she couldn't hold her fury in anymore.
"FUUUUUUUUCCCCCKKKK!," She roared in fury as she started tearing her entire apartment room apart. She threw plates into walls, smashing them to pieces, tipped her bookshelf as all the items fell off the shelf, and she broke every mirror inside the room, so she couldn't see of how much of a failure she was.
After 20 minutes of her angry tirade, her entire apartment room was trashed, with ripped up furniture and shattered glass all over the place. Twilight's behavior changed from anger to sadness as she lay down on the floor and started crying uncontrollably.
"Why does my life have to be a living hell? Why can't I just have a normal happy life? Oh mother, I had so much promise, where did it all go so wrong?" Twilight sobbed as she let her emotions finally consume her.
Then she heard the telephone ring, she didn't know who would be calling her at this hour, but she really didn't care about that as she got up from the floor and went to get the phone.
"Ummm...Hello?" Twilight said as she answered the phone.
"Hello, is your name Twilight Sparkle," The caller said.
"Yes, this is Twilight Sparkle, can I help you with something?"
Yes, I think you can help me with something. Allow me to introduce myself. My name is Albert Wesker, and I am an employee at the Umbrella Corporation. I have learned you need a new job, is that correct?" Wesker said.
"Umm, yes, that's right."
"How would you like to work for me at Umbrella, we will not only give you a new space to live in, but we will also give you a bigger paycheck if you work for us." Wesker said.
"How much money is in these paychecks?" Twilight asked.
"About $340 dollars a week."
Twilight froze, the people at Umbrella could give her that much money for a week, that's double the amount of money she made at the life corporation. Now, her once angry face was replaced with happiness as she started crying tears of joy.
So, what do you say, Ms. Sparkle, do we have a deal?
"Yes, Yes, I'll take the job." Twilight said with happiness in her voice.
"Excellent, there will be a car waiting to pick you up outside in the next fifteen minutes, trust me, Ms. Sparkle, your life is going to change forever. I look forward to seeing you very soon. Goodbye for now," Wesker said as the phone hung up.
After the phone hung up, Twilight started running all across her apartment building with a happy look on her face. She thought that now that she worked for the umbrella corporation, she will not only have to any longer worry about paying any bills or debts that her manager should've paid a long time ago, but she might actually be working for people who might actually respect her talents. She was so happy that she would actually have a job that she would actually enjoy and she would work to the best of her ability in order to gain her colleagues and fellow workers respect.
"Oh thank you, God. Thank you for answering my prayers," Sci-Twi said as she saw a car with the Umbrella symbol on it. She then got in the car as the driver took her to the location where she would be working at. Oh, she was so excited she could just explode as she was thinking on how her new ideas could change the world for the betterment of mankind.
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Prologue: Part 2, The Dark Destiny of Umbrella
(Audio Tapes from Sci-Twi during her time in Umbrella)
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Author's Note
Hi everyone, I'm glad that I got some ideas to continue this story.
I hope everyone enjoy's part 2 of the prologue.
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Chapter 1: Part 1 of 2 Sunset Shimmer RCPD Audio-Logs
Sunset Shimmer Audio-Tapes:
March 7th, 1984:
March 10th 1984:
October 13th 1985:
I was shopping at the central mall today, just finding some things for myself. That was until I was stopped by who I think was a cop. He said that their was a robbery not too far from here, and he needed to inspect me to see if there was any contraband. I looked at the name-tag on his shirt, I think it said Brian Irons. I don't know why, but I was getting weird vibes about this guy as he was doing his inspection. He just didn't feel right. Then he whispered something in my ear, like he said, "Oh you are beautiful." That was the final straw for me and I just ran off. The asshole didn't even try to stop me, all I saw from him was a devilish smile on his face. I knew I was right, there was really something off about that guy.
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March 13th 1996:
(Will Continue in Chapter 1: Part 2 of 2, Wallflower Blush Audio Logs).
Author's Note
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Chapter 1: Part 2 of 2, Wallflower Blush Audio Logs
February 8th 1990
Testing, testing. Is this thing on?
Okay, ahem, I am Wallflower Blush, a Rank III researcher for the Umbrella Corporation. I excel at botany, entomology, and virology, which has won praise from my superiors before, but enough about my personal life.
I was moved to work under one of the Corporation’s top researchers, Mrs. Twilight Sparkle. She created what is known as the Z-Virus, though I know nothing about its nature as access to it is strictly forbidden. She is also very protective of her creation, a little bit like William Birkin and his G-Virus.
Anyways, we are moving to a new location today. We're going to a newly constructed mansion in a place similar to the Arklay Mountains, but the place has more open fields and a much better position to study the wildlife. I am looking forward to this.
March 15th 1990
Mrs. Sparkle hasn’t been very open with her progress, but rumors say that she is growing increasingly frustrated with it because of poor experiment results.
August 26th 1990
I had my first official meeting with Mrs. Sparkle today. I had of course seen her before, but we never really had the time to chat. Although it was mostly just me reporting the progress on the T-Virus research. After the report she grew curious about me, she asked me questions about all kinds of things and complimented me when we finished. It was nice to be noticed for my abilities. I was always called a nerd for it before, but she recognized my talent. It’s as if we are more similar than I thought.
September 21st 1990
THANK YOU, GOD, FOR HEARING MY PRAYERS! I was just promoted to a high-ranking position by Mrs. Twilight Sparkle herself. From now on I am going to overlook something she has called Project: Veronica. New variants of something called the T-Veronica Virus. Mrs. Sparkle has created one variant herself already, but she is handing the reins of the project over to me. I will not fail.
February 15th 1991
I have completed Veronica-3. It’s a mix of the Veronica virus and cockroach DNA. Early tests ended with terrible and crippling mutations, but the final result was a huge success, people with certain resistance and DNA codes will gain the survivability of a cockroach. Although this is a rare result, it is enough for me to move on to the next variant. Though, Experiment 4 of Veronica-3 has proven to be a very dangerous thing. It was the result of a wolf being infected with Veronica-3 and the wolf mutated into a horrible monstrosity. The only reason we haven’t killed it yet is that we can develop a cure for this variant by studying this beast.
May 16th 1992
Veronica-4 is completed and I feel proud to say that this is my greatest achievement yet. I spliced the virus with the DNA of a Green Lacewing. Tests were positive almost from the very beginning. Mutations were so diverse and often beneficial. Some have gained wings, some have gained bug legs, some grew antennas, etc. I also tried using the virus on a tree and suddenly Green Lacewings were growing on trees. This “Lacewing Tree” now stands in the main hall inside a glass casing that is connected to the outside roof to let the Lacewings out into the wild. This is because these Lacewings show no sign of infection and do not carry the virus on them the virus can’t seem to survive for more than a few minutes on these Lacewings. They are completely normal and immune.
October 30th 1993
I am slightly disappointed. Seems my streak of success ended with Veronica-4 since variant 5 was not a very good mix. Mediocre at best.
Note to self: Splicing the virus with Dung Beetle DNA is not a good idea.
June 4th 1994
Whoever came up with this idea is either getting demoted or fired. Someone had the bright idea of suggesting splicing Veronica with Mosquito DNA, I protested, but I was urged into complying. As I expected it was a complete flop. No matter what was done, the result was the same. The test subject would mutate into a crooked human-sized mosquito with no sentience preserved. All these bugs are now only good for freaking out squeamish people and annoying others with their buzzing.
December 6th 1994
Twilight came into my office earlier with the darkest expression I have ever seen on a human face. She spoke sweetly with a barely suppressed malice in her voice. It freaked me out. Thankfully it wasn’t me she was angry with, but she informed me that she needed a sample of Veronica-6. I was confused, but when I asked she replied with a vague “I need to squish a bug”.
August 16th 1995
After a break from Project: Veronica I am once again ready to develop new variants, I am starting Veronica Variant 7 research tomorrow. This time I will be splicing the virus with the DNA of an Ironclad Beetle.
February 25th 1996
Mrs. Sparkle is finally able to harvest the fruits of her labor. The Z-Virus has been completed. Tonight we are having a feast to celebrate this great event. Mrs. Sparkle’s dream is to protect humanity from pain and suffering. And now, that dream is within her grasp. This will help save so many innocent lives.
February 29th 1996
I have completed Veronica-7 now, and it is a vast improvement from the previous one. This one is on the level of Veronica-4.
March 1st 1996
Mrs. Sparkle reported her finished work to Mr. Oswell E. Spencer himself, but she suddenly seemed to grow insecure. She later told me that Spencer had acted strangely toward her and was almost demanding she hand over her work. As if he didn’t trust her. I think this calls for investigation, lucky for me, I have a friend that can easily figure out why Spencer was in such a rush to get his hands on the Z.
March 9th 1996
Those rats used us! I have never felt this angry before, but my rage is nothing compared to the sheer hate I saw in Mrs. Sparkle’s eyes when I informed her. If my prediction is correct Mrs. Sparkle will unleash the T-Virus, T-Veronica, and all monsters kept behind bars to protect her creation from their claws. She was kind enough to give me an antidote to protect me from zombification. Although, if the situation calls for it I will do whatever it takes to protect Mrs. Sparkle, even if it means being infected.
March 13th 1996
Mrs. Sparkle has informed me that S.T.A.R.S. is coming to investigate the area because of a string of murders in the immediate area. I won’t make any rash decisions yet, but if they want to hurt Mrs. Sparkle, I will show no mercy.
(This will continue in Chapter 2: Into the Mansion, the Horror Begins).
Author's Note
Thank you all for your support with this story.
Credit for this chapter goes to North-Guard, my Co-Writer and Me.
I will try and make a new chapter some time in the future.
Again, thank you for all of your never ending support.
This is Ultron-Supreme sighing off.
