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Kenai Nikola Birkin

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Before R. C Incident

On the first day of September, 1980, in Manchester, UK, Kenai Nikola Birkin was born. He was the younger brother of William Birkin, the lead virologist behind one of the most destructive creations in biological history. When Kenai was only three years old, his family returned to the United States and settled in Raccoon City, the very place where William had established his life and work.

Nikola was not an active child. Quite the opposite, he was quiet, reserved, unnervingly calm for his age. But this wasn’t a trait of temperament. It was a defense mechanisman effect of growing up in a dysfunctional household, heavily shaped by the cold and volatile nature of his mother. That numb calmness began to fade in 1986 when, due to his father’s constant travels and increasing workload, Nikola was sent to stay at his older brother's home.

He didn’t meet a cold, obsessed scientist, the man the world would eventually fear. He met William, the human version of him. Someone Kenai had never really known. Someone who gave him attention, shared meals, played records, and told him bedtime stories. William, to Nikola, was the first adult who treated him like he mattered. And when Annette came into the picture, William’s wife, things became even more complex. She was stern, distant, professionally detached but strangely enough, she stepped into the maternal role without hesitation. Even with her cold demeanor, she provided a kind of structure and safety Nikola had never experienced. It wasn’t perfect, but it was the closest thing to a home.

Then came Sherry, the day she was born, Nikola’s attachment to that household became permanent. He wouldn’t go a week without visiting. Sherry brought a light into their lives that none of them could ignore. But while the household grew brighter, Nikola’s school life darkened. He was bullied, misunderstood, isolated. His academic potential was overshadowed by his emotional exhaustion. William, aware of what was happening, made a decision: Nikola would be pulled out of school, homeschooled, and trained both mentally and physically.

For that, William contacted the only person he trusted for such a responsibility: Albert Wesker. The training began as a basic self-defense routine, but it escalated quickly. Nikola wasn’t just talented, he was exceptional. His interest in medicine and biotechnology grew with intensity, and it wasn’t long before Wesker saw something more in him. Something beyond even William’s expectations. Against William’s express wishes, Wesker offered Kenai an unofficial role in Umbrella. At first, it was simple: a fill-in assistant at Raccoon General Hospital. But that position was only the beginning.

Eventually, Nikola was transferred to NEST 1, Umbrella’s underground research facility located beneath the Raccoon City Police Department. It was there that his skills bloomed. He became more than just a prodigy. He became a key collaborator working side by side with his brother on the G-Virus project, the same project that would eventually annihilate everything they had built.

Year 1998: The start of Raccoon City incident

By early 1998, Raccoon City was already showing signs of rot. Strange infections were spreading from the Arklay Mountains, originating from the Tyrant Virus. People began to act violently, erratically. The hospitals couldn’t cope. The authorities were silent. No one understood what was happening.

William, always cautious, limited Nikola’s movement in and out of the lab, citing concerns about the "unknown" infection. Nikola didn’t complain. He was used to solitude. He could go days, weeks, without stepping foot outside the laboratory or his home. It wasn’t healthy, but it felt safer than whatever was unfolding in the streets.

September 1st came again. Nikola’s 18th birthday. A small celebration with William, Annette, and Sherry. There was laughter for once. Cake. A photo that would never be developed. No one imagined that within days, the world they knew would no longer exist.

On September 8th, Nikola and William had an argument. A serious one. It ended with Nikola yelling something he never thought he’d say: he told his brother to go to hell. It was a meltdown that he would replay endlessly in his head because it would be the last time he ever saw William's human face.

The Raccoon City Incident

In the early hours of September 9th, the outbreak began. Rats spread the T-Virus through the sewer systems. Panic consumed the city. And Nikola found himself trapped in the NEST fatality. For days, he couldn’t risk leaving. The infection was rampant. Communications were down. No rescue teams arrived. But as he sat in that lab, suffocated by silence and regret, one thought kept clawing at his mind: what if there was still time?

Nikola threw himself into his work, desperately trying to do what no one else could create a cure not just for the virus, but for what it had done to his brother. He had doubts. The mutation had progressed too far. The G-Virus wasn’t something easily reversed. But still, he tried. Taking blood samples from William was near-suicidal, but he did it. Again and again. And on September 28th, before any Redfield or Kennedy stepped into the nightmare, Nikola had finished the cure. All that remained was to administer it.

He found his brother in one of the underground corridors. Slowly, carefully, he approached, placing the container of the cure on the ground and reaching for the syringe. But as he struggled to open the sterile packaging, William turned. There was no hesitation. In a split second, William attacked, slamming Nikola against the wall. His body was torn open. The G-Virus entered his bloodstream through the wound. Nikola lost consciousness within minutes.

Hours passed when Claire Redfield arrived, carrying an infected Sherry in her arms, it wasn’t Annette who met her in the lab it was Nikola. Broken, disoriented, bleeding from wounds that refused to close. He dropped to his knees in front of his niece, apologizing over and over for not being able to protect her. Begging Claire to keep her safe no matter what it took. Nikola didn’t expect to live. But someone else still believed he should.

Annette, with the last of her strength, reached the lab. She expected to find her daughter. Instead, she found Nikola. She understood immediately. Sherry was safe. Claire had made it out. So she took the last remaining dose of the cure Nikola had developed and gave it to him.

Nikola's recovery was slow. The virus and the cure clashed inside him. When he awoke, he wasn’t himself. He hallucinated. Heard echoes that didn’t exist. But one thing was clear Sherry was still in danger. And he had to reach her. He ran through the crumbling ruins of the lab, driven by instinct and guilt, until he finally found Claire, Leon, and Sherry. With their help, he escaped.But for reasons of safety or perhaps kindness Claire lied to Leon. She told him that Kenai was Annette’s brother. Just a guy who had lost his way while searching for Sherry. And from that moment on, Kenai Nikola Birkin was gone. To survive, to protect Sherry, to preserve what was left of himself, he buried that name and became just Kenai.