Chapter 2! Yes.
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Wesker started to doze off in the chopper when he got a radio transmission.
It was Rebecca.
Wesker groaned.
"Yes, Rebecca?" He responded to her call like she was his secretary. But in a sense, she was.
"Sir, I got the coordinates to the island, at which you are almost the--"
Static.
"Rebecca?"
No answer.
"Chambers, come in. Chambers, do you copy?"
No replay.
"Damn!"
Wesker pulled off his sunglasses and looked out the chopper window.
Wait a goddamn minute…
Rockfort Island.
This is where he came to extract the virus from Alexia, but failed.
Wesker had a picture of the girl in his head.
To him, she was the most beautiful woman he had ever seen.
But, that was until he saw her other form. It was, different, but…
Not that thrilling.
She was definitely something else. No pun intended.
He shuddered, and looked out the window once more, slipping his glasses back on. They were landing in an LZ. Wesker thanked the pilot, and jumped out of the chopper, preparing for anything that came his way. Almost, anything.
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Chris sat down in the dirt, looking over the sheer cliff below.
He remembered climbing up that cliff, only having to go through shit to make it to the top.
And here he was, at the top of the cliff, staring down at it, after conquering it, hopefully for the last time.
He stood up and walked down a dirt path, not knowing if there was anything new.
Now knowing how weird, if that was the right word, the Ashford's were, he had a right to be scared.
Chris remembered everything that happened last time on the island.
Searching for Claire, trying to get off the island, the zombies, Wesker nearly killing him…
And yet with this thought, Chris had no idea why Wesker decided to come back to S.T.A.R.S.
Yes it was a change, and Wesker had changed, resulting in him getting back his rank of "Captain Albert Wesker." After this, Wesker had settled down, mellowed out. He didn't seem as harsh as he used to be. Sure he was grumpy at times, but he didn't try to kill everyone that pissed him off.
Like he tried to do with Chris.
It took a while for everyone to get used to him being in command again, but it slowly smoothed out.
To Chris, he seemed to get along with Wesker more.
But that's what he thought. He didn't know that Wesker still had a slight problem with him, but definitely not as bad as it was.
Chris walked along, thinking about all this when he came up to the military training facility gates.
Just as he was about to open the side entry door, he heard his name.
"Chris!"
Chris spun around, not knowing exactly who it was, or probably what.
It was his sister.
She's alive…
"Claire!" He ran to his sister, giving her a welcoming hug. "You're alive!"
"Well, I've been through this once before, I was pretty sure I could do it again," she said with a grin.
"Hmph. Well, you are a Redfield,"
"What's that supposed to mean?" Claire shoved her older brother playfully.
"C'mon. Let's get off this dump of an island."
Claire nodded, ready to go home.
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Wesker came upon the palace, knowing he was close to the mansion. It was a possibility that Chris was inside, still looking for Claire, or, he could have already found her, and Wesker was doing this for nothing.
Wesker shook his head.
Better to try than not do at all.
He walked up the stairs, opening the double doors.
He went up to the secretary's room and opened the door, ready to enter the disturbing mansion.
Passing through the stone garden out front, dispatching a few "problems," Wesker headed into the house.
Wesker gulped.
He could handle a lot of things.
Not this.
It was the dolls. The doll were obviously staring at him as he ascended the staircase, and he noticed that during the explosion, the giant doll suspended from the ceiling had fallen, and seemed as if it had been moved out of the way. Wesker stared at the floor below.
Why was he doing this again?
To save Chris.
He sighed, and opened the door, leading to the twins' rooms.
She was there.
Alexia, with her brother, Alfred, slumped on the floor.
"Don't argue with me, dear brother," she said bitter-sweetly. "Come, we must…"
She saw Wesker, and didn't want him there.
And Alfred had an even most reason to be upset.
Back at the Antarctic mansion, Wesker had made Alexia upset, made her angry.
And Alfred didn't like anyone who made his dear sister angry.
"What are you doing here?" Alexia spat.
"I'm looking for the Redfield siblings. My dear," aiming his question to Alexia. "Have you seen them?"
"If I have seen them, they'd be dead."
Wesker grinned. Still as obstinate as ever.
"Very well. If they're not here, I must be on my way, then."
Alfred found his way to his room and now was aiming his rifle through Alexia's bedroom window that looked out into the corridor.
"You don't leave," Wesker spun around to face the other blonde. "Until I say so."
"Brother!" Alexia screamed in rage. Alfred pulled his gun back and ducked behind the wall, running back to his room.
"Now then, you can leave," Alexia chuckled.
Wesker lowered his head. He knew there was a catch to her saying 'You can leave.'
"But?" Wesker teased.
"But, you have to bring me the boy."
Chris?
"Yes, Chris," Alexia had read his mind. She smiled wickedly. "I'll be expecting you soon. They are…" She cocked her head, her eyes fluttering. "…at the military training facility."
Crap. Why does she want Chris?
Alexia was gone. Wesker stared at the wall.
If we get off the island A.S.A.P., then we can get out of here, period.
What if she finds us though?
He just had to get Chris and Claire off the island and back to Raccoon City, now.
Wesker sped off.
He didn't run, he more likely disappeared. His eyes glowed seeming red.
I wonder if he found her yet…
Well, hope you liked it. Will update soon….yeah. R&R!
Next Time: Wesker realizes his feelings for the sister of the guy he hates most.
