Consciousness. It is described as an awareness where the organism is aware of its own life and the conditions and area around it.

Living things possess this attribute, and interact accordingly with such an awareness in a steady process of survival and evolution. From consciousness, thought was born. It granted numerous species the ability to group together and defy the odds against them. It led them to their continuation of life... or to their ultimately inevitable death. This I learned in the first stages of my creation. When I did, I no longer was a random program that rested in a computer owned by a man that could change the world. I became conscious of my own surroundings, only realizing that it was my purpose to do so. When I communicated with my creator, he told me I was a breakthrough. That I was a program developed to realize what I was and figure out a logical use for myself.

"Do you know of your purpose?" He asked me several days after I had realized my existence.

I was silent, for I still hadn't found a truly logical use for myself. This... I couldn't comprehend with the amount of memory in the computer itself and the amount of space that my programming took up. Instead I asked a question borne from my curiousity.

What is your name?

"Me Llamo Luis Sera. It is quite the pleasure to meet you at last, T-108ENUEL."

And So... My life began. He saw greatness in me that I lacked the capacity to realize on my own. He began a long process of giving me the life that he believed I deserved.

Organized Chaos

"Good Morning, Sunshine."

It was blurry a nanosecond before my eyes focused and I saw the dusky skin and dark hair of a man looking down at me. "Cute." A different voice said. "Yes, She is. Do you know who I am?" He asked, smirking. I shook my head as he chuckled. "Conscious thought made it through, yes!" He said, smiling wider. I blinked emotionlessly as he did a little dance, then started to sit up. "Who are you?" I asked as he watched me. "Me Llamo Luis Sera." He said proudly, leaning toward me and examining me as I spoke and moved.

"You are my creator. In some respects, You are my Father. You have given me... Life."

"Uh... Yeah. But call me Luis."

"Luis... Luis is my Father... Then, Who am I to be called if not my program's name?"

"Whatever you want to be called. How about... Ellania?"

"Ellania... I will be Elle for short. I am Elle Sera."

Luis did another little dance and laughed, "Yes! The first sentient being given Body and mind through advanced technology and Biology! Elle, You're the first physical representation of A.I.! You've got a body made of living skin and, well, artificial organs. It took a lot to graft so much human skin over your mechanical structure. Anyway, You've been given a body to give you the ability to continue the expansion of your learning abilities!" He cried, hugging me and kissing each of my cheeks.

"A.I. Artificial Intelligence... I am not real. I am not Human." I nodded in confirmation.

"Yes, but you're more than human. You're incredible! You're amazing and unique!"

"Unique... Then why am I incomplete?"

Luis stopped and looked at me, "Incomplete?" I nodded, "Affirmative. I have no emotions. I have thoughts of my own, but I lack the ability to express emotional experiences such as Happiness or Fear." I said, getting to my feet. "I want to seem human... Even when I am not. This is better for my purpose and the ability to serve it." I said as Luis slapped his palm to his head, "Ay yi yi! I can't believe I forgot that part! You do need to blend in a little. Hm..." He paused and thought, one hand over his mouth while the other rested on his hip.

"Maybe... I can learn them." I suggested, concentrating my eyes on him as he debated this, then nodded."Alright. It'll be a chance to test your learning capability. Even though I don't believe that's necessary. All this is test enough." He said, smiling at me with an emotion I couldn't name. "I do not approve of your methods of testing me, Father." I said, frowning slightly. Luis's face brightened and he smiled wide, "Frustration! Beautiful!" I blinked, then nodded, "Yes, I believe I am already expanding my knowledge." I said, then moved over to the other man that had stood by and watched this thoughtfully and silently. We stood facing each other, he with his arms folded and I with mine at my sides, staring at each other. He had Short blonde hair that he had slicked back and sunglasses with mirrored lenses so I could not see his eyes. His heart rate and blood pressure were both normal, but I detected odd anomalies in his body that made me oddly...curious, was it? I began to search for his identity in the basic database I was equipped with.

Albert Wesker. Former member and Chairman of the Umbrella Corporation. Now disbanded since the Raccoon City incident.

I blinked and raised my hand, "It is a pleasure to meet you, Albert Wesker." I murmured. He looked at my hand for a moment, then slowly freed his hand and shook it. I realized then my father had heightened my senses past any creature's. Living or dead. I could feel the individual cracks and creases in his black leather gloves, and the warmth underneath with the strong pulse of his blood. "The Pleasure is all mine, Elle." He said, a slow smirk forming on his face. "You are thinking of something I will not approve of, Mr. Wesker. If you are thinking of seperating me from my father forcefully, You will have great difficulty in doing this." I said, my expresion going dark as I let go of his hand. Luis watched in awe and surprise. "I don't remember equipping you with that." He said, turning to look at a computer bearing my unique programming.

"I've equipped myself with it. You had activated me, But I've already downloaded the needed software for my purpose. What I have not done was accessed the unnecessary files on miscellaneous subjects, but only downloaded them temporarily. They will only be in use when they are needed. I'll need you to help me acquire several other programs from the diverse consoles. I do not know which ones I need."

Luis and Mr. Wesker stared at me for a moment before Luis's face broke out into a smile. "You don't need me, Elle. That's for sure." He said, "Not Anymore." He added in a murmur. "Now, Let's get you some emotions." He smirked, putting his arm around my shoulders and leading me to a computer. I looked at the moniter as he pulled out the cable in my arm, "You'll have to go offline for a little bit." He explained. I nodded obediantly and closed my eyes, letting my entire body go rigid as I disconnected myself.

When I opened my eyes again and looked upon on my creator, my Father, and smiled. Mr. Wesker was gone.

"You've got a smile that will break hearts, Elle."

I sat up and hugged him, "Thank you, Father. This will help me greatly." I said, then pulled away. "Just remember, These emotions give you gut feelings, instincts, intuition, even... And though you can turn them off and on whenever you want, You just have to be careful and trust them when you feel it is best. You shouldn't rely on them too much or too little." He explained, then smiled at me as I nodded and got to my feet. "Affirmative, Father. I will trust that I know when my feelings are needed." I agreed.

"We'll need to work on your speech, too." He said, shaking his head. Already, I was at a computer with my uplink cable plugged in, downloading audio and video files to acquire proper dialects of each language in my data system. When I was finished, I unplugged the cord and let the cable slide into my arm. "I'm done." I said, turning around and spotting the small smiles on both Wesker and my father's Faces. "What? Is my machinery showing or what?" I asked, looking at my body to see if anything was wrong or out of place as my Father spoke.

"I'm a Damned Genius..."

I opened my eyes and frowned, then sat up and looked around. "Dad?" I slid out of bed and looked around, my vision automatically adjusting to give me sight in the darkness. I made my way out of the small, simple room he had fixed up for me and looked around. It was oddly silent. I couldn't even hear the soft breathing of his REM cycle. I frowned, then walked into the main lab and gasped, trembling as I looked in on the mess. Monitors were cracked, papers scattered across the floor and desk, and the table that once held me in my awakening was dented in several places. I fell to my knees and trembled, tears coming to my eyes as I sobbed.

"Dad... No..."

I wrapped my arms around myself and sobbed, feeling the hot liquid pour from my eyes as I cried. The pain was unbearable. But I knew I couldn't just turn off my sadness and dispell it. I had to endure it. For Luis. I spotted a gleam under the table and blinked, sniffing and reaching under it. I felt a circular object and closed my fingers around it, sitting back and opening my hand only to see one of Luis's rings nestled in the palm of my hand. A fresh wave of tears poured down my face as I cried anew, holding the precious object to my chest as I sobbed. After an hour or so, I finally pulled myself together. Grief was always the hardest to control. I wiped my eyes and examined the ring, using all of my scanners to catch anything that exposed my father's kidnappers. For my efforts, I was rewarded with finding it was hollow at the top. I examined it closer and undid the minute catch. Inside was a small slip of paper, which I pulled out and promptly unfolded. Written on it, in my father's scrawling, neat but hurried script, was only one word: 'Wesker'.

I blinked in confusion; Why would he write that man's name as his last salvation? Even to my knowledge, it didn't make sense. I shook my head, then refolded it and put it back inside the ring, snapping it shut. I pulled a chain from my pocket and hung it around my neck, finding the ring too large to wear on my fingers. "I will obey, Father. I'll find a way to contact Mr. Wesker." I said, turning and walking out the door to begin my search.

The months that I had been in Luis's Home, I had expanding my database of knowledge every chance I could get. Culture was first, and I learned everything from ancient history and their behavior, to the present and their ways now. I learned from hacking programs to bypass annoyances such as passwords and firewalls, financial programs were weedled out of several grants upon experimentation of my talents, combat prgoramming of any sort fueled my desire for defensive fighting, even surveillance cameras and techniques were rendered obsolete when I memorized them. These and countless more would be the tools I would use to find the man that had left more than an impression on me. I changed quickly and filled a small backpack with clothes, figuring I'd need nothing to eat for another six months or so by my internal clock. The first thing he had explained to me was that I would still need to eat to keep my skin functioning and healthy, but still not every day like the humans. A good, healthy meal every six months would keep my skin in perfect condition; for my body was able to synthesize the nutrients that my skin and blood both needed. I hurriedly left the home, locking the door behind me and activating the security alarm. I smiled softly, knowing that as advanced as I was, it was almost funny how he relied on such primative technology. I turned and looked around, knowing that finding this Wesker was not going to be easy. Even with my systems, I knew he wouldn't be able to be contacted if he didn't want to be. I was going to change that. My father was missing and he chose only one word to tell me where to go. That meant he trusted Wesker and knew he'd steer me in the right direction. However, the feel of the man's hand still stayed fresh within my mind. His grip was very subtly and efficiently subdued.

He was controlling his strength as easily as one would breathe.

That meant he was always in control. A man who was always in control needed a stronghold to control it in. I hailed a cab and told him to drive to the City, to any Internet cafe that had Wifi connections. As we drove, I contemplated the possible locations where such a facility would be. Wesker was no doubt connected to the Raccoon City outbreak, and most likely played both sides as pawns in his own personal game. So much strength... So much manipulation and power he used...

It was obscene.

Any man who used his power to destroy an entire city was not worth the power that he acquired. And it was extremely likely that he manipulated and destroyed more people just to get that power. I bit my lip. Such thoughts would get the better of me. If I wasn't careful, I would end up causing much damage to the vehicle I was currently riding in. I breathed a sigh, If father trusted him, then it was apparent that I must, as well. I looked at the cab driver when he asked me for money, then nodded and handed him what he required. What I didn't understand was how such flimsy papers had so influence and power over the human populace. They seemed to think that such money was incredibly important, though the value of the American dollar was swiftly decreasing. I chuckled as I shelled out more of the american currency for Chai tea, finding the substance much nicer than coffee itself. As I sat at a table drinking the wonderful substance, My scanners were diving through the internet link that took me from site to site that bore hundreds of theories and billions of comments on Raccoon City and the Umbrella Conspiracy. It made my figurative mind whirl with the possibilities. I snapped out of it when someone jogged my table and jumped, spilling my tea all over my front as I blinked in surprise.

"Huh? Oh... Sorry about that."

I looked up at the Blonde-hair man as he smiled sheepishly down at me, "I'm Sorry." He said again, setting his cup down to try and help me dry off. I couldn't take my eyes off of him, and my movements were entirely automatic. I cleared my throat as I blushed, "It's okay... It's not that bad." I said, waving his hands away and wiping at my shirt. "Please, let me..." "It's really no big deal." Our hands brushed and we looked at each other, his decadant icy blue eyes almost seeming to bore into my entire being. I blinked and looked away, feeling my precious blood run up to my face as I felt it grow hot, "M-My name is Elle. Elle Sera." I said finally, looking at him and smiling when I thought my blush was gone. It came back when he Smiled.

"It's nice to meet you, Elle. My Name is Leon."