A/N: Hey everyone! I'm Luczin and this is the first chapter, or prologue, of my very first multi-chaptered fic, of which I aim to be at least 50,000 words with the way I have everything mapped out. This story is for us to witness things from the beginning to the end? of Chris and Wesker in the Resident Evil series. Not everything will be purely canon- things will be focused more on Chris' life in Raccoon City and STARS (Wesker!) pre-outbreak, to the ending of Resident Evil 5- games that do not include Chris or other events may be timeskipped, although rest assured, they have occurred. Does anyone else not want to settle for Wesker's apparent "death?" Capcom really half-assed that one...if anyone noticed, at the end of RE5, the rockets exploded behind Wesker, not on him. I think they'll bring him back...he's turned into an iconic character, after all. Anyway, there WILL be other characters and relstionships mentioned in this story, but the main pairing will stay true. I can guarantee there will be lots of action, some humor and some angst, and plenty of romance/slash for al!

If I don't update at least once every two weeks, there is probably something going on in my life. School and other stuff really brings me down sometimes. I am always open to suggestions and feedback...never think I am unaccessible like other writers. I check my email every day unless stated otherwise. I really hope you enjoy this story just as much as I enjoy writing it!

Then, Now, and Forever

Chapter 0: Prologue

This man...no. This isn't him. Even after he betrayed us all those years ago.

My eyes widen as I see tiny droplets of the deepest scarlet splatter across the shiny, silver floor of the plane. I struggle to stand up as I cough some more, my face twisting as I realize it's my own life slipping away from me. My young partner looks at me; alarm flashing across her already terrified eyes. I shouldn't have brought Sheva into this mess, this personal grudge I held across these all these long years...all because of the lone man- no, monster- standing triumphantly at the other end of the floor. His fiery eyes show no compassion, no care, as they gleam wickedly at the sight of us, broken down and in pain.

The syringe Excella had dropped had not helped much- although it had dulled his senses a little, it only served to enrage him more. Hell, it had caused him to forget everything, even himself, for a few moments, and we had both cringed as we heard his roars of fury. Perhaps if we had held more of the virus, it could have reverted him back to what he once was, the man I once knew- entirely human. However, we only had the one syringe, and on this plane ride of death we were powerless.

After all, this was Albert Wesker's real intention- forget Uroboros. Forget taking over the damn world…at the root of it all, my demise would be his salvation.

These may be my last moments…I am Chris Redfield, ex-Air Force pilot, ex-S.T.A.R.S. marksman, and soon-to-be ex-B.S.A.A. agent. I hope no one has to go through what I've been through. A lesser man couldn't take it. And I know the choice I make in the next few minutes will decide everything.

Well there it is, the prologue...please R/R and I promise to have the next chapter up ASAP. I myself can't wait for things to progress! Sort of dramatic, but yeah, as a writer, I do need to hook you all in ;D And yeah, I know my Author Note is longer than the actual prologue ;A; I'm sorry, I promise the coming chapters will be much longer!

Until next time,

Luc