AN: Right so this chappie number 2 :D! I like to see that people enjoy what I write so thanks :D This is still short but I promise I will work on length, ok (: This will be general POV, cause I say so and it lets me squeeze more in kays. So R&R and enjoy!
Disclaimer: Um, yeah. You've gotta be kidding, right? You seriously think I'd be writing a fan-fic if owned Resident Evil. Sheesh -_-.
What Lies Beneath
Chapter 2- Give Me A Sign
"Dead star shine, light up the sky, I'm all out of breath, my walls are closing in…"
He awoke with a start. It took a couple of seconds for his pupils to adjust to the light surroundings and he had to squint a little to make it easier. As the room came into focus, his thoughts came rushing back. The burning. It consumed him, it hurt him and yet, he missed it. He missed it's power, he'd become one with it as it accepted him and now he was his worst nightmare. He was weak. He was human.
Using the wall as leverage, he pulled himself to his feet, and stumbled over to a small sink in this corner of the room. He braced himself against it, then rose his head to see a stranger staring back at him. He was lightly tanned, with handsome features, and pale blue eyes. His blonde hair was going everyway but the right way so he dipped his hand into the stream of the tap, and smoothed it back. He slowly turned around and took in his surroundings. There was the sink, a toilet and a shower, which had a curtain for privacy. Next to the shower there was a dark grey towel rail, currently with only two white towels on it. There was a small bed, just big enough for him to fit in, with simple white pillows and covers. In the far corner, the wall was slightly indented, presumably this was where the door was located, and above it a sleek silver camera, to watch for any foolish attempts to escape.
He made his way back over to the bed and slumped down onto it, cradling his head in his hands. He had lost all he was, it had been taken. Taken by none other than Chris Redfield. Any feelings that Wesker possessed were swamped by the hate he had for that man. Each and every time he got closer to completing his plans, Redfield would appear and completely foil them. It became apparent to Wesker that the feeling of hate was nothing to what he felt for Chris. Then there was Jill. How could she love that mere human? Wesker was far superior and yet, she still longed to be with the Redfield. A ghost of a smile appeared on his lips, thinking about Jill. What are you doing? When have you ever thought of anyone- especially Jill- in that way! Alarmed at his thoughts, Wesker promptly stood up and straightened out his shirt, just as a visitor arrived.
A woman, only about twenty, wearing a long white lab coat, came through the doorway. She had dark blue eyes framed with short blonde lashes, and mid-length blonde hair sitting on her shoulders. She wore an determined smile and held a clipboard with her right hand, against her chest. She seemed vaguely familiar, and had a striking resemblance to Annette Birkin, but Wesker couldn't put a name to her so he released a frustrated sigh instead.
She cleared her throat, "Well, your recovery process seems to be going fine, and your vitals are fully functioning so, internally, you're fine. However, Uroboros has left some irregular scarring, mostly on your arms, back and chest." The woman gestured to the areas as she continued, "You're most likely wondering who I am, How I know about Uroboros, Why you're here, blah, blah, blah. My name is Sherry Birkin, I work with Bio-Sync- a direct partner of Tricell, and I saved you. Now, any questions?"
Sherry. Wesker mused, "I have not seen you since you were merely a child. You share a striking resemblance to your mother. I am curious, what exactly did you save me from, all I can remember being aware of was burning, a typical reaction to being submerged in lava then shot by two RPGs. I presume you own this 'Bio-Sync' company then, impressive for someone of your age. You have you fathers talents."
Sherry seemed distant for a moment, then answered his question, "Actually. It seems the burning you spoke of was Uroboros repairing you. Your most recent blood tests show that it has now been completely eradicated, but there are still traces of the Progenitor virus, most likely it is now dormant," She turned to walk away, "Now that we're sure you're stabilised you are free to use any of the facilities onboard and yes, I do own Bio-Sync." Before she left, Wesker piped up, "Onboard?" he raised an eyebrow, and Sherry chuckled at the expression. "We are on a ship, heading to Vancouver, that's where our main Head-Quarters are. We should arrive within the next four or five hours." Sherry left the room, and the door slid shut behind her, but a small keypad appeared at the wall beside it. It featured 3 simple buttons- Open, Lock and Close- giving Wesker access to any part of the ship he wanted.
"I can feel you falling away, no longer the lost, no longer the same…"
AN: So dya likes it? R&R! ;D! ~~LMc.
