Albert Wesker comes into power
Introduction
This is my very first fan-fic ever, I decided to just write it for fun and I kinda just wrote it all on the spot, y'know, I didn't plan it out or anything, so I hope it turned out alright, I am happy with it though and I hope you will be too. This fan-fic is a what-if story about if Wesker became god and brought his new world order to fruition and what I think that could end up like if it were to end in the best way for Wesker.
Chapter 1: Lost in nightmares
The blood cascaded down his body as he screamed and choked. "J-J-Jill!" he yelled as loud as he could before hitting the ground. His strength had gone out of him, he had not even enough to turn his head and look upon his partner one last time.
"Aaaahhhh!" he screamed, wide eyed and awake, his hair standing on end. "What's wrong Chris?" Jill asked in a soothing voice. Chris turned to Jill, "I had the same dream, again" he said with panicked streaks darting along his face. "It's just a dream Chris, a nightmare, everything is ok, I'll protect you" she said with a smile and kissed his forehead.
Chris' mind had been a mess since his amnesia, at least that's what Jill thought and Chris knew it; He didn't know how to explain it to her in a way that would seem rational but he believed his dream meant something….
A week passed, Chris had had the dream seven times more, what could it mean? Wesker was dead, there was little threat to him and Jill, or so he wanted to believe.
Chris set his gun aside and began wiping the zombie blood from his hands; he had cracked a few skulls that day with those two hands. "Chris, you alright?" asked Jeffrey's, a fellow B.S.A.A agent. "Yea, why wouldn't I be?" said Chris, "I don't know, it's not like you aren't performing, I mean, man, you're still the best agent there is. It's just, you look tired." Chris finished strapping his boots on, "Aaah, well, didn't have my coffee this morning" he said with a chuckle and a forced smile as he grabbed his keys.
Gunfire, that is the sound both Chris and Jill awoke to; "Get up Honey!" yelled Chris as Jill leaped out of bed naked, the both of them dressed and strapped on their gear as quick as they could while hurrying to the sound of the shooting.
"Jill" Said Chris, "How many shots did you hear?" "Three, four?" said Jill, "Five" said Chris, "But not in rapid succession, they were one shot at a time, like a handgun". Just then Chris felt a rush of wind behind him. "CHRIIISSS!" yelled Jill as she began to unload a round of AK-47 ammo at her target. Chris whirled around as fast as he could and narrowly deflected the attacker.
"Well, well, well. Good show, Chris…" Said the attacker. "Wesker!?" Yelled Chris and Jill at the same time as they trained their aim on the shadowy figure. "Surprised? Hehehehe… Oh Chris, did you really think I, a god would be killed by you? No Chris, my new world order is at hand, closer than ever it has been before." he laughed evilly and then disappeared quickly into the shadows.
Jill turned to Chris, her face showing worry but more noticeably, determination. "We need to let the B.S.A.A know about this" said Chris.