Carlos Oliveira

a bio-weapon known as nemisis made it’s life mission to kill all living S.T.A.R.S members which is why you were head on with the creature. it had been burned, drowned and all sorts and yet? it still remained focused on its one purpose. you and all other S.T.A.R.S.

you exhaled sitting on the cold concrete watching nemisis struggle under the gate, it’s arm being severed by the heavy metal but that thing never gave up. a glob of flesh shot out as fast as an arrow piercing your arm infecting you before falling unconscious, dead? probably not. and behind it all? another umbrella slave.

you gripped your neck as the sudden burn chilled through your system but once a person was infected it was impossible to control their body. which is why you passed out almost instantly. but there was one man who would have your back even if you were across the world. Carlos Oliveira.

you woke up in a hospital, dazed and there he was, leaning on a chair looking more fatigued then ever but a smile crept on his face. “your awake.” his tone relieved yet raspy from the lack of sleep.