Albert Wesker was beaten... or was he?
After his defeat at the hands of Jill Valentine, Chris Redfield and Sheva Alomar, Wesker was certainly dead but he was not the type to die that easy. He limped to a secret facility, inside were two bio-pods. Wesker opened a steel safe and removed two vials of DNA; he placed these each of these vials in each bio-pod. Starting to generation sequence the DNA needed two sets of DNA for a template.
Wesker smiled, this would be his legacy. He went back to the safe and removed two more vials of perfectly preserved blood; one marked Albert Wesker, the other read Jill Valentine. Inserting the vials into the DNA encoder, he sat down on the leather chair and waited, his time quickly running out.
As his blood red eyes slowly closed he saw the screen flash to life and the words "Project Legacy... initiation begin". Wesker smiled evilly and let out a dark evil laugh before his eyes closed forever.
A week later, the two pods burst open, the one on the right rose first. It was a eighteen-year-old boy, pure white hair and blood red slit eyes. His body was toned but also showed signs of the Uraboros virus inside him. His right arms were covered in Uraboros tentacles and his nails were formed into sharp claws. On the boys left was his counterpart, his twin sister. She was just the same height but was different to him in certain ways, she had slit blue eyes and long brown hair, her body was also very toned but unlike her twin, she showed no signs of having the Uraboros virus.
The sister looked at the leather chair and saw the deceased corpse of Albert Wesker. Immediately covering her mouth, her eyes watered severally. "DADDY!" The sister rushed to Wesker and cried as she held his cold dead hand. The brother saw this and placed his Virus infected hand on her shoulder, his cold gaze was just as Wesker's was.
"Don't worry sister, we will avenge father!" His voice was very similar to Wesker's however; it was darker and deeper. The brother left the room as the sister erupted into tears and sorrow. A few minutes later the brother returned dressed in similar clothes as Wesker, he placed a pair of black jeans, black shirt, blacked out shades and a leather jacket on the table with some leather boots.
The sister got dressed as the brother stared at his deceased father. "Brother... what are our names?" He heard his sister speak and realised he did not have a name nor did she.
"Jason... Jason Wesker" The brother said turning to his brown haired twin.
"Victoria... Victoria Wesker" She smiled at her brother as she finished getting dressed.
The screen before them lit up, they both turned round and saw the Wesker... but he was not dead, it was a recording.
"If you are seeing this than it means i have failed to create the new world. I am leaving the new world to my legacy; you two are my legacy. Seek out your biological mother Jill Valentine and eliminate any who stand in your way. Not for me, not for yourselves but for the new world that will be glorious."
The screen died and the twins looked at each other through their blacked out shades. With a nod, they walked out of the facility and started to walk.
"Where to first brother?" Victoria asked her twin brother.
"Where everything began... Raccoon city" With a sinister smile the brother dashed off with inhuman speed.
"NO FAIR!" Victoria yelled playfully as she dashed off after her brother.
Albert may be gone but with the birth of Jason and Victoria, the Wesker bloodline continues.
(This is my first one shot. Let me know what you think and please review if you want me to make a story of this one shot)