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Resident Evil: Code Veronica X (PS2)

Blue File


Be sure to verify the content of the following facility access application form, and add the applicant's name to the expected visitors list.

Chief, Prison guard room
Paul Steiner

I hereby apply for access permission for prison area D.
Details follow.

Visitor's name: Carl Grisham
Purpose of entry:
Carrying in the following materials;

1. New product sample form Metal Industries Co.: "TG-01".
2. Various daily commodities ordered by the prison.

1. I will use a transportation truck.
2. "TG-01" sample will be stored in a designated briefcase.


Thank you for your continued support and for using our products.

This time we have gathered our most advanced technologies, and have succeeded in creating the unique anti-metal detection alloy "TG-01".

-- TG-01 features ? --

1. Cannot be detected by any metal detectors.
2. Cannot be pictured by roentgenography at the immigration check.
3. Lightweight, yet durable.

We plan to develop various weapons utilizing this innovative new alloy. We have enclosed a sample for you to review.
We look forward to hearing from you regarding possible business opportunites.

Metal Industries Co.

Developement Planning

Carl Redhill


Our new product,
the "3D Duplicator" consists of two parts.

3D Scanner Portion

This portion scans a 3D object.
Simply place the material that you want to have scanned onto the tray of the scanner. The scanned object will be processed into 3D data, which will be transferred to the duplicator portion.

Duplicator Portion

If you place the material you wish to have converted on the machine, you can begin conversion based on the 3D data that was created by the 3D scanner portion.
The conversion will be executed with complete data accuracy. The result will be an object precisely true to the original.


The emergency door lock system in the biology experiment room can be released with the 4 digit pass number. I hope you haven't forgotten about that already.
I have just received an order from the system administrator requesting us to change the pass number periodically. What bothers me is that you often lose important memos, pass numbers or even chemicals...
So, in an attempt to solve that problem, I came up with an idea. You know the red human skeleton picture at the back of the biology experiment room?
I have decided to use the number signed on the picture as the pass number. If you happen to lose the memo, just look at the picture.
Well, I don't think you would ever need to use the emergency pass number, anyway. But just in case, now you know.
Take it easy, Mr. Careless!


Congratulations on your succession as master of the Ashford family.
I hereby present you with an earthenware vase, according to the Ashford family tradition.
As you may know, this tradition first began when a butler presented a golden tea cup as a commemorative to Veronica.
As founder of the Ashford family, her intelligence and beauty are legendary.
The second and third masters, Stanley and his son Thomas, were also presented with similar tea cups. It was their hope to achieve glory as Veronica did before them.
The position of family master then shifted from Sir Thomas to his twin brother Sir Arthur. It then went to Sir Edward, your grandfather. That was when the Ashford family enjoyed it's golden age.
It was also Sir Edward's achievement that established the large chemical enterprise, Umbrella Inc.
However, when Sir Edward passed away and your father Sir Alexander succeeded the position, the glorious Ashford family gradually began to sink... I sincerely hope that the Ashford family regains its glory with your guidance, just as this vase continues to shine eternally.

Scott Harman

Butler, Ashford family


The Ashford family's most important secret is kept at this lab.

As a safety precaution, I have installed a self-destruct device in the control room and have placed the activation code inside the computer.
Once inputted, all door locks will be released to provide easy access to escape routes.

By using the elevator that directly connects to the hangar, one should be able to escape from the lab easily.
Please remember that I have used the name of my beautiful ancestor for the activation code.

Glory to the Ashfords,

Alexander Ashford



Although we planned to utilize the enhanced anti-decay alloy called "Deploid" to create the storage capsule of the new B.O.W., we have had to cancel the plan. This is primarily based upon the fact that despite its excellent resistance to all kinds of liquid including strong acid, it easily dissolves when soaked with a mixture of the two chemicals "Clement a" and "Clement E**".

Due to the lethal nature of the new B.O.W., we cannot be too careful in choosing the material for their storage capsule.
We have instead decided to use Deploid to create the plate portion of the "Eagle Plate", which shines in indigo-blue.


The type a is used for gun maintenance and possesses no conspicuous characteristics.
However, the E** type will change its color to blue at a certain temperature. (It is an odd coincidence that the temperature is exactly the same as the date of completion of this training facility).
Based upon our analysis of the E** type, we believe that Clement possesses more features. As new information is learned, we will update this file.


Red File


My father, Edward, discovered the mother virus in cooperation with Lord Spencer, who was also a nobleman. They studied it for the purpose of military use.
Eventually their study took shape. They named a variation of the mother virus, the "T-virus".
To camouflage their research, they established Umbrella Chemical, Inc.

I majored in biogenetics and have been involved with a top secret project, supporting my father's research.
However, my research went through a difficult phase, and my father died in the middle of the project.
We are now at a major disadvantage against other researchers, as there is great competition in the field of T-virus research. I have disgraced the honorable name of the Ashford family that our great ancestor Veronica established.
If nothing is done, Umbrella will be taken over by Spencer. I must expedite the project to it's fullest, without being detected by Spencer.
After much thought, I decided to establish a large-scale advanced research facility. It will be located in the transport terminal that I created by using the abandoned mine in the antarctic.
Within the facility, I'll have a room built. It will be similar to the design of the mansion, the legacy of the late Trevor.
I will be able to cherish my sweet memories there...

For security purposes, this confidential project will be given a code name. It is the name of the beautiful ancestor of the Ashford family, "Veronica" whom I wish to revive so badly.
I am confident that the result of my research will be as glorious as her name, and that honor will be restored to the Ashford family once again.


Sir Alfred,
Please forgive me as I must tell you of my abrupt departure by leaving this letter.
I first served your father, Lord Alexander, and have for so long shared in the joys and sorrows of the Ashford family.
Lord Alexander disappeared unexpectedly 15 years ago, then an accident during an experiment took the life of our dear Alexia. You were forced to become the master of the family at a very young age, and nearly lost your sanity from the sorrow of having lost all of your family members at once.
There was nothing I could do and I felt powerless.
I first thought that I should kill myself to apologize. I then realized that it would be an insult to our dear Lord Alexander and Alexia, in the other world...

Scott Harman

Ashford family


Alexia, my sister, is a genius and possesses unmatched beauty. She is everything to me. I would overcome any obstacle and be willing to risk my life for her. For Alexia, I must revive the glorious Ashford family which fell during the era of my father, Alexander.
Together, we will restore our family name. Once that has been achieved, I'll build a palace where only nobles may gather. I cannot allow the unwashed to see my dear Alexia, to whom my life is devoted to. She reigns the world as queen, with I as her servant.
That is my dream, and how sweet it will be. Those accomplishments will be the proof of my love toward Alexia.
It is the purpose of my existence.
All other people are meaningless, and they shall soon prostrate themselves before Alexia and I.

Devoted to my beloved Alexia,

Alfred Ashford


The underground passage which leads to the mansion where Alexia and I live, has been badly damaged. Although I can never allow the unwashed to see Alexia, I cannot go on using the underground waterway that those local people made, either.
Oh yes... I think I'll have those prisoners build a bridge. It must be a gorgeous bridge that befits the perfection that is Alexia.
Of course, I must kill everyone who's involved in the construction of the bridge after it is done, so that no one will know about the existence of our mansion.
But that is okay, as I have no problem executing such matters.
Once the bridge is completed, I'll seal the mansion entrance door at the end of the under-ground waterway. The entrance of the waterway is locked by the diorama trick, ensuring the secrecy of our mansion.

Alfred Ashford


After many long years of research, I finally identified the inheritance element that administers the intelligence of man.
I even succeeded in manipulating the absolute value of intelligence artificially, by recomposing the base alignment of the element. I then sampled the gene of our great ancestor, manipulated it's element, then implanted it into the unfertilized egg of a surrogate mother.
What I didn't expect was that twins, a boy and a girl, were born. The boy had higher intelligence than normal, but not high enough for him to be considered a genius.
However, the girl had unmatched intelligence that easily allowed her to be classified as a genius. She was exactly what I had been looking for, the revival of our great ancestor.
I already determined their names;
the girl's name, Alexia
the boy's name, Alfred.

I'm certain that Alexia will elevate the name of the Ashford family to extreme glory.

Alexander Ashford


January 30th
There's a sealed room in the hallway located inside of the Antarctic facility. I don't know what is hidden there, but I do not know how to get in. I can use the three jewels that each one of our three members wear as proof of being legitimate descendant of the Ashford family. The only problem is, I do not know how I can gain possession of my father's

February 17th
I finally succeeded in entering that sealed room. I never could have imagined that such an insane secret existed regarding the birth of both Alexia and myself... I hate my father. That fool, Alexander...Now it is obvious that we were merely created in an attempt to cover my father's blunder. I can never trust him again. I must regain the glory of the Ashford family with my sister. I have nothing to be afraid of, as long as Alexia is with me.

March 3rd
Alexia carried out the experiment on the human body that we've been talking about. Our useless father must be happy now, since he can finally contribute to the Ashford family. The only thing we should be careful about is that the butler, Harman, does not become wise to our activities.

April 22nd
The experiment resulted in failure. Our father was useless after all. Even worse, he turned into a dangerous monster that is completely out of control. We tied him down and locked him up in an underground prison cell. However, Alexia seems to be close to a solution. Beyond all my expectations, she now says that she wishes to conduct the experiment on her own body. On top of that, she feels she must be kept asleep for 15 years in order to accomplish the experiment. Thanks to that idiot, I can't see my dear Alexia for as long as 15 years. Alexia is going to sleep, with all of her trust relying upon me. Now, I am the only one who can protect Alexia.


After discovering the remains of an ancient virus within the genes of a queen ant, I have been concentrating on the research of ants. The ecosystem of the ants seems truly ideal to me. There is one queen ant in each anthill, and the soldier and worker ants are the queen's slaves. They dedicate their lives to the queen. The death of the queen ant means
the doom of the entire anthill.
However, the soldier and worker ants can be easily replaced as long as the queen ant is alive. This is exactly the same relationship between myself and other ignorant masses. I have succeeded in creating an ideal virus by implanting the queen ant's gene into the mother virus that Spencer found.
I used my otherwise useless father as a test subject. However, as I expected, the virus caused a rapid change in his cells, triggering the complete destruction of his brain cells and body flesh. Furthermore, a special type of poison gas was generated inside his body, that the blue herb had no effect against.
Because of this, I created an antidote in case of an emergency, and stored it inside of the weapon/chemical warehouse on the B2 floor. I have decided to name this virus with unimaginable potential, the "T-Veronica" virus. When I find out how I can fully utilize the power of wonderful virus, my great research will finally be complete.

Alexia Ashford

Yellow File


May 13th
This room stinks of death. Based upon the information I've found, I believe that I'm far south of the equator. Lucky for me that Bob in the bunk below me, is one of those interesting types of guys...

May 16th
Today Bob told some crazy story of why he was put this place with me. Bob said that he used to be an attendant of the head of this place. This "boss" named Alfred supposedly placed him in here because of a tiny little mistake. What does that mean? What's going to happen to me?

May 20th
Without warning, a group of military men took Bob to the building behind the guillotine stand. At midnight, I'll sneak out of here to see him. I've been hearing that anyone taken to that building never comes back. On top of that, there are these REALLY large plastic bags being constantly being removed from that place. I'd better pray for Bob...

May 21st
I was wrong. I shouldn't have gone there. What is going on it there?!
All I could here was some insanely creepy laughter and the sound of Bob screaming. I don't know what to do. I can't sto thinking about it... Is that going to happen to me?! I can't let it... I just can't...

May 27th
Since my last entry, all of my fellow inmates have been taken to that building! I know that I am next...It's obvious that we are all here to be used as Alfred's guinea pigs.
There's no way out! What am I going to do?!...


There is a demon in my mind. I can't control the fierce impluses that the demon sometimes drives me to act upon. It is a brutal ceremony. With the demon next to me, I enjoy watching agonize in pain, screaming and
convulsing repeatedly as they die...
But, Sir Alfred was kind enough to acknowledge me, and has given me the facilities, the chemicals, and the "equipment" necessary to study everything. I must never betray Sir Alfred's kindness. It is especially critical that no one discovers the sacred place that only he and I know about.
I swear the basement of this medical building will be kept secret. Of course, I keep the key to the sacred place with me at all times. Even if an outsider sees it, they will never be able to tell that it is the key. I must remember that my life ends when I lose Sir Alfred's trust.


Four years have passed since I began serving Sir Alfred. He doesn't trust anyone! Even though I am his attendant, I am still strictly prohibited from entering his private house! What is his problem anyway?! They say he lives with his twin sister, Alexia in his private house on the hill.
Occasionally, I've seen someone standing by the window of the house. It might have been Alexia, whose extreme beauty is often talked about. I once asked Sir Alfred about this, but it only enraged him. Even though I am his attendant. He will not show me any lenience. If I ask about her again, I could put my life at risk. After all, it is a mystery why he so desperately tries to keep his private life with Alexia a secret.

Robert Dorson


During a heavy squall, a girl in a red outfit was brought to this island of Rockfort, my home.
What could she possibly have done?
I've been living here quite some time now, but many who are brought to this island seldom leave alive.
Through the sounds of guns and fire, soldiers appeared. There was something going on. I went to the prison, but the girl in red was nowhere in sight.
I hurried to the military training facility. The "man" of Rockfort was attacking her relentlessly. How stupid of me. I got too close and almost got myself smashed by the shutters. But thanks to my natural agility, I was able to get out of the situation and get outside.
Anyone other than me would not have been so lucky.
Again, I was able to find the girl in red. There she was; in front of the residence.
Then from behind her appeared a man with blonde hair. As he called to her, he approached her in a friendly manner and started saying something to her... and it happened abruptly.
The man with the blonde hair started to hurt the girl in red.
"I have to save her." I thought to myself. But the man with the blonde hair went away. Who was that blonde haired man? What did he want from the girl in red?
The self-destruct announcement and the emergency siren warned the end of Rockfort Island. I hurried to the hangar of the transport. The transport we were on took off as everything exploded into flames.
With my neck risking effort, the girl in red slammed the monster out into the sky. Sure enough, she was a Valkyrie, a godess of destruction.
I couldn't believe it. The transport landed on a base in the icy Antarctica. And on top of it all, the transport that landed before us spilled tons of the T-virus and everything alive had already turned into zombies.
If I stayed, there was no way I could stay alive. I had to find a way to get out of there, quickly.
I parted with the girl in red.
I started searching the base to see if there was anything I could use.
As I was resting in the dark, someone was coming. Whatever it was, it was right there. The door suddenly closed and there was no escape. I kept slamming the doors. Then the door opened. I exploded out of there. But I was no chicken. I stopped to turn around and there she was, the girl in the red, standing there looking at me.
Where was this place?
I was stuck in a room with an elevator and an old cannon. Where was I supposed to go?
I was stranded.
I felt endless despair.
Then that blonde haired man with the sunglasses appeared. He had that girl in an arm lock.
Then a man in a black vest came running after them.
The man with the blonde hair disappeared into the prison cell with the girl.
The man in the dark vest followed them.
I also turned to chase after them.
It was a grueling fight, head to head. Was the man who knew that girl also a monster? The fight looked like it could last forever.
Then suddenly, there was an explosion, which interferred the fight.
That was the last chance I had to get out of there. I snuck through the hatch of the sub just as it was about to close.
Finally, I was released from a world of death and I was able to come back to a world where desire and power ruled.


Attn. Mr. Alfred Ashford, head of the facility.

Today at 16:32,
I arrived successfully from the Umbrella transport base with the large-scale B.O.W. capsule.
Extreme care was taken during the transport, and all 108 check points were confirmed condition "green", in accordance with standard procedures.
It is currently being stored in a freezer.
There's one thing that I don't understand. We are normally assigned to special missions. Why were we ordered to transport a frozen capsule, this time?
I understand that this may be classified as top-secret, but without knowledge of the contents, our safety could be at risk during the transport. This is especially important if the contents are potentially harmful.
We would like to ask you to provide us with more information, should we be assigned similar missions in the future.
I still remember the good old days that I spent here in the military training center. Nothing has changed since then.
We will gear up for the next mission, today at 23:00.

Umbrella Special Forces Unit


October 30th
When I joined Umbrella Inc., I thought that I would be able to live care free for the rest of my life, being employed by this huge corporation. It's a joke that I ended up being a driver at a place like this. I asked for a position change, but they completely ignored me. It feels more like a prison! Work is extremely demanding, and there's nothing fun about it. I'd rather be dead!

November 3rd
My hard-earned vacation was canceled suddenly. I heard they failed to secure enough manpower due to a mistake made by the facility head, Alfred. That fool doesn't deserved forgiveness. He doesn't even treat us like human beings!

November 5th
I heard an interesting story from a guy who's been working here for 8 years. He must be awfully patient... He says that there is a man who has been confined for over 10 years, locked deep below here. People call him "Nosferatu" and are deathly afraid of him. What an absurd story!

November 10th
At midnight I woke up to an ominous growling sound that seemed to be coming from deep under ground...I'm so pathetic to have been frightened by such a foolish story. Then again, I suppose anyone would have a hard time maintaining their sanity if they were confined in a place like this!


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