Minutes remained until the entire building was engulfed
in flame.
Wesker avoided the fatal grasp of Lisa Trevor, the one
who would not die and reached the entrance.
He was only a few feet from safely escaping the
explosion.
Wind bellowed through the curtain of the empty hallway. Albert Wesker ran toward the ornamental door at it's end, air rushing past him as the remaining Umbrella B.O.W.s. desperately chased the last of their prey. Among them a Tyrant could be heard, screaming at Wesker.
"Not this time." Wesker silently promised it
He had made a slight miscalculation during his last encounter with one of the creatures, allowing it out of it's containment pod prematurely in order to demonstrate it's power to Chris Redfeild and Jill Valentine. The T-Virus had no yet fully adapted to it's metabolic structure, and the monster still retained some sense of it's original conscience, and attacked Wesker following it's release. This had not been the plan, but Wesker's objective had been completed. He had torn aside the veil that separated life from death. Birkin's T-Virus now lived within him.
"The exit should be close. The hourglass is running low, time to pick up the pace."
He flung the door flung aside, sprinting down the stairs to the entrance of the mansion. He could feel power pumping through his veins as he lunged for the door. His heightened senses allowed him to dodge the chandelier as it crashed before him. Lisa Trevor stood near the door on the opposite side of the chandelier. He had killed her only minutes ago, he was sure.
"You're quite stubborn Mrs. Lisa Trevor. No time to play! Time to find another route..."
He doubled back up the stairs. He couldn't rely on his heightened senses, he didn't yet know their limits. If he were to overuse them in this kind of situation, it would no doubt be fatal. He would test them later in slightly more controlled circumstances. Certainly he was at least as strong as Sergei, but he wouldn't risk fighting the 'immortal' Lisa Trevor unless completely necessary.
Wesker had been a realist. His methods in the labs hadn't been completely approved by Umbrella standards, but he got results, and that had drawn Professor Marcus' attention. Wesker had no interest in Marcus' leaches, but rather the T-Virus itself and it's potential for practical application.
It had started so simply. There was a family whom the corporation found to be usable for experimentation; the Trevor s...
There was no need to understand 'why' they were being used, or to sympathize with them, as so many other researchers did. Wesker was intent on using the valued specimens to their full potential.
He had no idea that the daughter of the family, Lisa, would later become the first living carrier of the G-Virus.
First section of the Trilogy set. I plan on doing two more chapters for this story, then moving on to other scenarios. I doubt I'll ever touch on Code Veronica. That version of Wesker (beyond his interaction with Alexia) isn't in synch with the style of writing I plan on doing. The Wesker we see in Resident Evil 4, and Umbrella Chronicles is what I'll be trying to put across more as my stories progress.
Should be fun. Be sure to comment.