Hello dear readers,
So this is a prequel story that is about the Wesker siblings (sorry shippers, no WeskerXClaire) and more importantly about Wesker's dark descent and about the mysterious Alex who I believe is a girl (I mean come one, that's sexist to only have like two girls in the whole thing. A female kickass Wesker is needed)
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So, we start with a "preface' which is actually set after the Spencer Estate mission and it will be skipping back and forth to the actual story and Alex's interview.
Enjoy :)
W13
PREFACE I
Always made, never born
"We found no trace of him... or Jill. I'm sorry, I really am Chris.", Barry Burton gently said as he lifted a slightly wrinkled but still strong hand and softly patted the young man beside him on the shoulder. Chris let out a strangled sigh and lowered his head into his hands, forcing back the tears for his lost partner. He knew that there was no chance, and felt foolish when he had hopefully looked up at Barry's approach. But the shaking of Barry's head had crushed that tiny sliver of hope in him. He couldn't believe that this had happened and he squeezed his eyes shut.
The mission to locate and capture Spencer was supposed to be a pushover for experienced BSSA members Chris Redfield and Jill Valentine. But an encounter with an old foe had complicated everything. Jill had jumped out the window with Wesker, plummeting towards their deaths below leaving him screaming at the top of the descent. Exactly ten minutes later, a search and rescue mission had been conducted under ex S.T.A.R.S. member Barry Burton to search for Jill. It was unsuccessful, and Chris had found out in the sick bay being treated for shock and injuries from the fight. He had had to sit down on the nearest metal chair when he learned of this news.
But Barry had finished his report yet. He gently shook Chris' shoulder and continued when the watering eyes came back to his, "We found someone though. Someone who might be able to share some information about that tyrant Albert Wesker." Chris stared at the grey eyes of his life-long family friend before slowly nodding his head. He refused to further acknowledge it; Jill couldn't be dead, and this person could be the ticket to finding her, "Show me where he is."
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"We found this person in a room in the Spencer place. They pretty much gave themselves up without a fight. We're still not taking any chances and are keeping the prisoner in this room until further notice. We only want you in there if you can handle yourself." Chris stubbornly nodded; he had to know where Wesker was heading. He didn't really care about the safety warnings; nobody really listened to them anyway. He impatiently glared at the heavy metal door labelled "Interrogation Room #12" as the young soldier hesitated before reluctantly opened the door and allowed Chris inside, "We have eyes and ears if you need help." Chris nodded again as the door was slammed shut behind him.
The room was rather small and bare with a small barred window at the end. The only furnishings were placed in the centre of the room; a long metal table with two silver chairs on either side. Sitting on the side furthest from the door was a young blonde woman with her long silky hair tied into a high ponytail on her head, with locks of hair tucked behind her ears. She wore a long sleeved black top with a combat vest on the top, along with black leggings and leather boots. One of her ears was pierced with a silver fox earring, and she wore one dog tag around her neck. She probably had a variety of weapons attached to her vest and who knows where else before they had been confiscated. Her hands were resting on the table, silver cuffs gleaming on both wrists with a pair of black sunglasses that were both practical and fashionable resting by her slender fingers. At Chris' approach, her eyes snapped open revealing amber irises.
The gaze reminded Chris of a fox, and he was cautious as he approached her and sat down across from her. The woman smiled at him and slightly lifted one of her hands in greeting, "Chris Redfield I presume?" Chris sharply inclined his head before asking in an emotionless voice, "And you are...?" The smile widened a bit more as she gestured to the dog tag around her neck before continuing, "Wesker 12, better known as Alexandrina Wesker. Or just as Alex." Chris narrowed his eyes and was about to speak before Alex continued, lifting both of her hands, "Would you mind removing these? I would do so myself, but I think that that would minimize my chances of convincing these people I'm not like him." Chris took in a deep breath as she continued, "I promise to be a good girl and not to do anything naughty."
Chris thought about this and slowly retrieved a small silver key from his pocket. They really did need different keys for different pairs of handcuffs, and after a rather embarrassing accident involving a pair he found it handy to carry a spare key around. He slid the key across the desk into Alex's fingers, and she daintily picked them up and proceeded to free herself from her binds. When she had unlocked them, she flexed her hands before resting them back on the table, "I am not necessarily aggressive Mr Redfield." Chris shook his head and scoffed, "What about the dozens of security guards you have killed throughout the years?" Alex waved the issue away with her hand, "You piss off a predator and it doesn't end in your favour. Now, you didn't bring me here to discuss my criminal records didn't you?"
She knows what I want, Chris thought as he nodded and answered "No. It's a completely different topic I want to talk about." Alex patiently inclined her head, gesturing for him to continue. Chris took a deep breath, "I want you to tell me about Wesker subject 13; Albert Wesker." Alex closed her eyes and slightly lifted her chin, "Ahh. I thought so." She opened her eyes again, her expression etched with seriousness, "Before I begin my little tale Mr Redfield, you must clearly understand that evil is always created, never born." Chris hesitated before giving her a slow nod, he had no idea what was coming to him and hoped he didn't regret it. Alex took a deep breath before opening her mouth to begin.