BIO HAZARD The Strange Beast of the North Sea (バイオハザード 北海の妖獣) was the first original novel based on the BIOHAZARD series, released in 1998 and written by Kyū Asakura and the staff of FLAGSHIP. It is set on an island and focuses on a family which helped establish the Umbrella Corporation.
Project Umbrella Translation
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Kyū Asakura (朝倉究)/Flagship
Illustration: Maaya Sakamoto (坂本眞)
BIO HAZARD The Strange Beast of the North Sea
Original Edition
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Kate: A beautiful building. What is it?
Rain: Uh huh. That laboratory was built by Umbrella Pharmaceuticals twenty years ago. But it doesn't seem to be used anymore.
Kate: Oh?
Rain: In that case, want to go and see? But it's not my problem even if you die.
Rain: According to my uncle, they were studying a virus in there in the olden days. But it leaked out, squandering the lives of the islanders... And some of them became zombies...
Kate: What a waste! Though it is a stylish building...
[Special Comic Prologue]
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Norse: Huh!!
Zombie: Oh, oh... Oh, oh... Ahhh... Ah
Norse: What the fuck is happening on this island!!
Zombie: Shaclick... Shaclick...
A wild night of zombies has begun!!
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Special Comic Prologue [1]
BIO HAZARD The Strange Beast of the North Sea [15]
CONTENTS
Beginning of the Terror, By Oosawa Arimasa (大沢在昌) [218]
BH, The Convergence of Duality, By Araki Hirohiko (荒木飛呂彦) [220]
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PROFILE
Rain Rubens
A female local high school student. She is from Gadywall Island.
Kate
Rain's roommate. A cheerful little girl brimming with curiosity.
Mylène Beardsley
Seventeen year old girl who serves as head of the cultured Beardsley family.
Gilliam
Beardsley family butler who serves Mylène faithfully.
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Norse Sealuck
A former soldier. He served in the British army counter-terrorism special operations unit CRW.
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ACT -1 SOLITARY ISLAND IN THE FAR NORTH
Light. An all encompassing whirl of light. But it was very cold light.
The mission did not stray from standard protocol and worked perfectly in 3 seconds.
The British Army Special Air Service counter-terrorism unit to which Norse belongs, the Counter Revolutionary Warfare wing, successfully penetrated the enemies' hideout. It brought most of the liberation army terrorists under control, and had only one room left to rescue VIPs who were abducted and left behind.
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Following their captain, the 5 man team kicked down the door and rushed into the room. The VIPs were unharmed. They didn't have any enemies. Relief flashed for a nanosecond on everyone's face. But it proved to be fatal. A tiny shadow unexpectedly came rushing out behind Norse. It wore the shabby cloak of the liberation army which covered its whole head. Norse turned around and grabbed the M92F from his waist reflexively, and pulled the trigger without hesitation.
The dry sound called PAIN! reverberated and blood bright crimson sputtered from the breast of the tiny shadow. The shadow slowly collapsed, seemingly in slow motion, and the hood worn over it's head turned inward.
It was a girl. Every inch of her would appear to be 12 or 13-years old.
Against terrorists, you empty a magazine brutally until you completely stop them from breathing, even if it means children. That is the iron law of CRW. But Norse hesitated.
It was because a smile appeared on the face of the fallen girl.
Her most innocent smile had instantly melted the tension he experienced in the battlefield.
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The next moment, light swallowed everything up. A tube snuggled in the hands of the girl expanded unnaturally at the center and exploded. Then the smell of burning flesh and blood, and smoke seared his throat. Norse's body was blown more than 3 meters away from his original position and hurled back against a wall. The left hand he raised to rub his eyes was covered with dark blood. A sharp pain traveled up his spine when he lifted his upper body out of the rubble. His shrapnel punctured left foot was numb and had no feeling. Next to him, the captain lay with intestines hanging from his side. Beyond that, a lump of meat was laying about that appeared to be the advance guard Alan, whose upper body had been blown away. What happened to the three other members of the group and VIPs that should be secured...... Probably dead. The operation ended in failure and his unit was destroyed entirely. Norse forcibly twisted his head, which beat with intense pain, and looked down the forward passage. There was also no sign of the girl who should have fallen there. With the explosion of the bomb in her arms, her tiny limbs probably scattered in all directions and vanished from the world.
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An unbearable pain ran through his left foot again. Blood gushed and a blackness spread out, dyeing his camouflaged pants. The white stuff that was visible from within it was probably his thighbone. Consciousness faded away again and Norse fell into deep, deep darkness.
Norse returned to himself along with a major spasm. Instead of the Beretta gripped in his open right hand, there was a crumpled ferry ticket with the ink blurred from greasy sweat. His breathing was still labored and his shoulders lifted up and down repeatedly and violently. ......He clicked his tongue slightly to see whether or not it had all been the dream again. A strong iron rust and fishy odor assailed his nose, and he could hear the sound of waves and the roar of an old car engine. Yes, it was the cabin of a cheap ferry crossing to the northern island. It was not the battlefield that already more than 2 years had passed...... Rather, a tiny old ferry that would fill to capacity even if just five passenger cars were loaded on board. Every time it overcame one of the raging waves in the open sea, the hull creaked and screamed. In the cabin at the bottom of the boat, there were nearly 10 passengers other than Norse waiting for the harbor to arrive, but who were crouching motionlessly and didn't speak.
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Norse stood up quietly.
"Change of pace, mister? You should expose yourself to the sea breeze for a moment."
The old woman in a worn blanket sitting next to him murmured in a subdued voice, but did not make eye contact. ......He pretended not to notice that everyone was staring at him. Since coming down to this cabin, Norse felt an unpleasantness lingering in the air. Most of the ferry's guests were islanders going there now. A small island in the far north that had little traffic with the outside world. It may be said that a strong sense of caution against foreigners was natural.
Ascending the narrow stairs with peeling white paint, Norse went on deck. Lead-colored clouds gathered thickly overhead and hung down low as if he could grab them by reaching out his hand. Beneath his feet, bubbles formed in the smooth black water that spilt muddily into the bow. He saw the dark silhouette of an island on the seaboard and monotone sky. A towering mountain at the center of the island hides its head, piercing a cloud just like a dagger. A forested ridge stretched to encircle the mountain. It also takes five hours by ferry from the mainland port. A solitary island in the north located at the midpoint between the Scandinavian Peninsula, Gadywall Island.
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......Why had he come to such a place at last?
With the affair of the little girl who committed suicide by blowing herself up, Norse was fed up with fighting and received a discharge. And then continued his journey in search of a peaceful life.
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ACT - 2 UMBRELLA
Norse and Rain spent the night in Bale's house without a wink of sleep and drove the sedan toward the lighthouse remains of their appointment.
The remains of the lighthouse were on a cliff which rose high over the east side of the island. It's said that the lighthouse that was there before was demolished since it was outdated and its light was also weak, and a new lighthouse was erected further to the east around 30 years ago.
Since they left the house, the area was filled with thick fog. The fog increased in depth as the remains of the lighthouse approached and the thick milky-white veil completely pressed the sedan from every direction and wrapped it. It was certain that the car would fall to the lower sea from the road along the cliff if one wheel failed to turn. Norse held the steering wheel carefully.
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Before long, the sedan appeared at the ruins of the lighthouse spread out on the cliff.
They got out of the car and walked along the wet grass for a while in the fog, the wall of the collapsed red bricks could be seen mistily.
There was still some time left before the promised six o'clock. The two waited for Paul to show up. But he never appeared, even at six. "Where are you Paul! Paul!", Rain called aloud.
Before her voice finished, BANG! A gunshot rang.
"Rain!"
Norse reflexively grabbed Rain's shoulder and lay low toward the grass.
That sound just now was definitely a rifle. Norse heard the hit. But they saw nothing in the deep fog. And then, "Ough!"
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Bale's stomach wouldn't stop bleeding. Norse quickly tore his shirt and pushed it onto Bale's wound to try and prevent the bleeding. Bale nodded feebly with a smile of gratitude and began to speak under painful breaths about an even more shocking fact. "I was shot by a sniper hired by Umbrella Pharmaceuticals."
He said that Umbrella Pharmaceuticals used a sniper to shoot Bale and had even murdered Paul.
"Umbrella Pharmaceuticals was secretly continuing the T-Virus research that should've been stopped 20 years ago."
Twenty years ago, while Bale was still in the military, a mysterious incident occurred on this island and as a result of secretly investigating Umbrella Pharmaceuticals using the power of the military, he discovered a fearful bacterium, the T-Virus, for which research and development were carried out in that laboratory.
The T-Virus. According to Bale's story, when a person is infected with it, their entire body exhibits rashes with intense itching and emits a high temperature, and they die. Then they seemingly revive again as a Zombie.
Four days ago, Bale had went into the woods to shoot a rabbit to return home for Rain to eat.
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ACT - 3 INVITATION FROM THE OLD CASTLE