Disclaimer: I don NOT own RE.

Just a quick one-shot with Wesker and Claire, I really love them. Wesker thinks about him impression he has made on her, and the difficultness of gaining her whole trust and love.

The whole world is my enemy.

What do I deserve for killing a man? Do I get your sympathy? Do I gain your trust, or your love?

Come to find the answer is your hate. You hate me for spilling my fellow man's blood. You hate me for executing it unconditionally, unceremonially.

Now do you hate me for what I have become? What I am to be? Or what this world has made me to be?

Hate has taught me everything I know. It taught me how to live, how to sleep, even how to dream.

Every drop of blood I spill is for you. Every life I take, I take to ensure your safety. I am bent on protecting you and no one else.

Why take a man's life you ask?

Man has done nothing for me. Mankind has riddled away while I sat back and watched. Everything that strikes the human race, the human race deserves. There is nothing that I can do to help them, but to narrow them down. To slowly shave away all that they have come to love and desire. To breakdown what they had to live for, to take away. They could not understand because they were too afraid about the next world, that they have forgotten how to live in this one, and that is why I take a man's life.

There is nothing that can top the look of regret, shame perhaps, when a man realizes that his life is nothing, was nothing until the day came along, and he perished. His life flashes before him, and he wonders how he had lived with himself. How he ever managed to move with the wind and just do the things he had done out of hate for the world he lived in. And that man shares the same emotion as me.

I never aimed to gain your love. I aimed to show you that I can fix myself for you. And that I am willing to fix anything for you.

And I can't stand to see you cry. I can't take it to see you so upset, and it pains me even further when I know I'm the cause of your sorrow.

When you see me kill I know it makes you sick. It makes you sick because you can't bear to watch me end another man's life for your sake.

And now, before I leave you. I will tell you one thing. I do the things I do, because I love you, Dearheart, and I know you love me too.

A/N: Like I said, short one-shot. I love how I mixed death with love. I am SO sick. Lol XD