Wesker's voice was strong and filled with distaste "Five years? What happened, the last thing I remember...Chrisss." his voice hissed out the name of the man he hated most. The lead scientist spoke timidly and from a distance "Yes...uh...Just after they left the scene our team arrived and took your remains." there had not been much left "We brought you here and spent the last five years in research to bring you back." Wesker glared at the man his eyes shimmering a bit "Why did you bring me back?" not that he was complaining he just wanted a reason. The scientist answered "Tricell is no as strong as it once was. The BSAA investigation into it has caused bad publicity and distrust and we need someone to bring it back...dispite your Uroboros attempt." Wesker chuckled softly "Yes, my attempt. Were it not for Chris I would have succeeded." he lifted from the table and looked on the nearby silver table to find cloths folded neatly along with sunglasses. He took them and slide them on. A pair of black pants much like he wore before and a simple black shirt. "Tell me. Where is Chris?" he asked with a sneer and the scientists all looked at one another before answering "He still works for the BSAA I believe. We haven't brought you back for revenge, Wesker, but to help us restore the company. So far our only funding is from black market weapons." Wesker nodded "Alright, I'll fix your mess. Then I'll deal with Chris." None of them could tell if he was being truthful, his face revealed no emotion. They didn't know it but Wesker would not abandon his plans for Chris or for Uroboros. He would wait some time until he could build his plan again.

The scientists moved about performing tests on Wesker that he allowed them to do. A test of his speed which was found to be better than ever. His strength had improved as well. A rare grin spread on his lips when he found the improvements to his liking. "Where do we start?" he asked and the man in charge was the one to reply "Well, Tricell is operating under a different name right now, selling pharmaceuticals. Wesker nodded "Stick with what you know." he moved to a computer and within seconds he was accessing restricted files. "um...Wesker I don't think..." the Scientist was silenced with Wesker holding his hand up to him. Wesker continued through the files and found the products being produced by Novus. "Why haven't you launched full scale as Novus?" he asked and the scientist shifted on his feet "We are attempting to give enough time for people to believe it is an entirely different company." Wesker sneered "People or the BSAA?" he browsed through more files showing the various types of pharmaceuticals produces by Novus. Most of them were simple enough which didn't interest him. What he wanted was the good stuff. "Ah.." he said as he found what he was looking for.

There in the file for military applications was a short list of virus' that were both complete and in trials. He carefully read through them and Uroboros had been abandoned and not a drop left. Fair enough they wanted to erase if from history, besides there was a list he could chose from. One in particular caught his attention 'Ira' *recent studies indicate subjects given virus displayed increased aggression, hostility, self mutilation, murderous impulses and general moral disregard. Side effects limit speech. Wesker had found what he wanted and he knew he would have his new world order. "I'll help you launch Novus but I want access to everything." it wasn't as if he had to ask he could get into any file he wanted but he wanted to make them bend. "Unlimited access to your labs and equipment." there was chatter over the scientist ear piece and he took in a breath "Agreed." Wesker nodded and was about to close out the files until something happened to cach his eye...his own file. He paused and looked through it finding nothing unfamiliar with it. An overview of his death by the hands of Chris and Sheva. The time he spent trying to bring Uroboros to the world. Then something he found very interesting, his resurrection.

The scientist seemed nervous. Wesker read through the various lines of text until he came to some that interested him. The remains of subject known as Albert Wesker were brought in for investigation. Upon examination found to be salvageable. Kept in storage for research. Course of action found and procedure began. Donor blood and DNA from Project A given to boost regenerative/cloning process. Side effects will be unknown at this time. Wesker sat back in the chair and rubbed his chin quizzically. The Project A was another file. He started to click on it and the scientist jumped to stop him "Wait you can't. They'll give you clearance to everything but that." Wesker narrowed his eyes "Well, that only increases my interest." With that he clicked on it and the earpiece of the scientist chattered. It took little time for Wesker to read much of the file as his eyes moved quickly and his intelligence was high. Project A; voluntary donation of egg and sperm. Creation of embryo in artificial womb. Protogenitor Virus administered each day since conception. Protogenitor Virus bonds seamlessly with fetus' DNA. Fetus grows at average rate. Baby carried to term in artificial womb. Baby born is -

The screen went dark as the scientist unplugged the desktop computer. Wesker clutched his fists together and glared at the scientist who retreated "I...I was only..they said you shouldn't have access to a few select files." Wesker slowly stood up "What is Project A?" he asked in a calm collected voice. The scientist continued to retreat "I'm not allowed to discuss it." Wesker was loosing his patience with this man and was resisting the urge to squeeze the life out of him. "Answer me." Wesker said in a stern and threatening voice. There was chatter over the earpiece to the scientist who shook his head no "I..I can't tell you." Wesker sighed "I tire of this. You will loose more than your job if you don't answer me." again the scientist retreated while the others made their way from the room. Wesker shifted on his feet and moved to another computer and within seconds he was near the same file again but the screen locked with access denied. "They shut down the whole system." the scientist said softly. Wesker curled the edge of his lip up in an odd smile "Very concerned to keep me out of it I see." he sighed "Very well I won't press the issue...for now. Show me what Novus is capable of." With that the scientist began to tour Wesker the facility.

"We've come a long way since they pretty much shut us down." the scientist said while walking behind Wesker who looked around with little interest. "Yes, I can see that. Tell me, where are the virus' kept." the scientist was hesitant to reveal this information but a quick chatter over the earpiece and he nodded. "This way." he led Wesker to a large steel door where he entered a key code and it slid open. Inside there were various freezers, containers and doors along the walls. Wesker slowly walked about the room then flitted to where he saw Protype Virus "Strange...how I have all my abilities but haven't been given my dose." it was then that he was reminded of the file he read. A Protogenitor Virus, was this a mixture of the two. He wanted to know more but he would have to wait.

"Come we have much more to see." the scientist said and started to exit. Wesker took the opportunity to slip the Ira Virus into his pocket before they exited the room. It would be a movement to fast for even the cameras to see. Had he not been busy with that he might have hit the scientist for speaking to him as he had. The long hallway led them to a set of double doors "This is the secondary research lab." the scientist gestured towards it. When they came to another door and key pad the scientist passed it. "What's in this room?" Wesker paused and asked and the scientist stopped and turned "Nothing, its storage." but Wesker knew it was something more. He could hear the lie in the scientist's heartbeat. "Let me see." Wesker said as he stepped towards the door. The scientist shook his head as there was a bit of chatter on his earpiece. Wesker touched the door. There was a pulse coming from inside. It felt as though it was coursing through his own body. "Open it, now." he demanded and the scientist didn't move. Wesker grew tired of the game and snatched the scientist up "By the time they reach us you'll be dead, open the door." the scientist shook violently when Wesker put him down and he punched in the numbers until the door buzzed and opened.