Chapter 4

Chris was bored, there was really no other way to put it, he had already been here a week and he was ready to shoot himself just to have something to do. There was no T.V., computer, or radio, not to mention he had already explored the entire dam compound, and the land above it. Chris remembered his disappointment when he left the base, he had gone outside expecting a city, or some populated area, and instead all he found was a field… a dam field, with nothing for miles around. Chris was only really bored when Wesker left to floor D, and he usually stayed there for half the day. Chris considered going to floor D, but every time he started towards the elevator he found himself turning around.

When ever the burnet would ask Wesker about it all he would say was that Chris needed to respect his privacy. Chris was getting fed up with it all, that's why he was heading to floor D at that very moment. Hitting the button on the elevator, Chris tried to keep his nerves under control, praying Wesker wouldn't discover him the burnet stepped into the elevator, pushing down the D he waited tensely for the elevator doors to open. Chris felt a little bad about deceiving Wesker, but that thought vanished as the elevator slowed, stepping into a sterile, white hallway, with Florissant lighting, Chris glanced around. Seeing that the coast was clear, the burnet sprinted to the end of the hallway, stopping at the double doors.

"Christopher, do me a favor, don't explore to much, you can go on any floor in this house, just do not go to floor D, you don't want to know what's there."

It wasn't too late to turn back, but Chris felt that he had to do this, pushing the door open Chris stopped. The walls were lined with clear Plexiglas containers, each one was about the size of a small room, but what made Chris freeze was the fact that in each container was a child wearing stiff white clothing, they looked off, they were just sitting there. Each one's face was blank, Chris walked down to the last container, this one held to children, a boy and girl, both were blond and didn't seam to have expressions that were as blank as the rest of them. The boy's eye's focused on Chris, when he spoke it made Chris jump.

"You're not wearing white, are you one of the scientist's?"

Chris shook his head. "N-no, my name is Chris Redfield, who are you?"

A look of confusion flashed across the boys face. "I'm number 12, this is my sister number 13, why don't you have a number?"

Chris was feeling sick; all these children were being kept in cages like animals. What the F is Wesker doing? Chris smiled weakly at the boy. "Don't you have a name?"

"The blond man says we don't need names, only ways to identify one child from the next, and numbers can be used for that."

"The blond man? Do you know his name? Does he have one?"

The boy, 12, nodded. "Yes, they call him Wesker."

"Do you know any of the other children's numbers? Where did you all come from?"

"The boy in the first cage is 1, then the girl in the second cage is 2, and it goes on from there. I don't know where everyone comes from, my sister and I came from…" 12 narrowed his eyes as if he were thinking extremely hard. "I-I'm sorry I don't remember."

Chris turned to the girl. "Does she?"

The girl looked at Chris with wide, scared, blue eyes; Chris knelt down till he was eye level to the girl, looking at her though the glass Chris gave her a smile, there was something oddly familiar about this girl.

"Do you remember where you were before this?"

The girl nodded. "I was with my mommy, don't you remember."

Chris looked at the girl's face, now he was defiantly confused. "Why would I remember where you were? Do I know you?"

The girl looked at Chris, and rolled her eyes. "You gave me a quarter so I could bye candy; you were with the mean man."

Chris stared at the girl in horror. No… NO! Chris couldn't believe it; this couldn't be the same girl from the grocery store. That girl had been bustling with energy, and confidence, this girl was somber, and had a weariness that seamed to reach into her bones, and besides the rolling of her eyes the only other emotion he had seen her show was fear. 12 stepped forward. "I remember! We were at the park with our parents! But then that guy walked up, he stabbed me with a needle. Then we woke up here."

"Do you know why they brought you all here?"

12 nodded. "Well sort of, after we got here they did a lot of test's, like how long you could run without stopping, and how much you can lift, till you cant move, or until you collapse, eye tests, and hearing tests. Then they made us take other tests in different subjects like, math, grammar, leadership, creativity, and motivation, and everyday they take us in and give us a role to play."

"A role to play? What does that mean?" Chris looked at the boy puzzled, and shocked at the things he was hearing.

"For example, yesterday I was a 22 year old boy who just moved to France and had to find a place to live and a job in less than 24 hours, and I'm only allowed to speak French."

Chris' brow furrowed. "So it's like there teaching you to be a spy?"

12 nodded. "Yeah, pretty much."

Chris looked around. "I'm going to try to get you out; do you know how to open the doors?"

12 opened his mouth as if to say something when…

"I told you, you wouldn't like what you found, Christopher. Why can't you listen to orders for once, instead of making things difficult for me?"

The burnet stood up slowly and turned to face the blond. "Tell me what's going on here, Wesker?"

The bond turned to one of the cages that contained a small boy who looked no older than 3. "Christopher did you ever find out how I came to be?"

"Yeah, you were part of 'Project W'."

"Yes, I know that." A growl had entered the older mans voice. "Do you know what happened in 'Project W'?"

Chris narrowed his eyes, where was he going with this? "Project W was authorized by Spencer; he had hundreds of children kidnapped, and raised them with the best education helping them to excel in whatever career they decided to pursue in life. Latter he injected them all with the Prototype virus, but you injected yourself in order to fake you own death, all the 'Weskers' died but you lived."

"Thank you for the explanation Christopher, even though it was rather long and unnecessary. You see, Spencer had a flaw in his plan; he was never going to be able to control the children, he was not able to control even one, he believed he was a good the withering old fool. I am a God and I can build a new race." Finally turning to Chris, Wesker gave him a smile. "You can join me Chris; we can rule this world together."

Chris backed away slowly, looking at Wesker with disbelief in his eyes. "W-What are you saying? I thought you gave this up, I thought you changed. Why? Why would you do this? To children no less."

"I have no great love for children, Christopher, besides why would I give up power? I already gave up my life, so I don't have anything to lose."

Chris looked up, anger in his eyes. "You did have something to lose, me. You've now lost me; I hope you're happy with that."

Wesker threw his head back and laughed. "I didn't lose you Christopher, I still have you."

Chris ran by Wesker. "Yes you have, just watch me leave."

"You'll find that the door that leads to the outside world is locked, along with all the other doors in this facility that lead out, it's too late for you to leave now Christopher."

Chris backed away slowly before turning and running for the elevators, slamming through the doors, sprinting to the end of the hall he stopped in front of the elevators. Pushing in the button, Chris gazed at the elevator doors, as a wave of shock hit the burnet, on the doors was the BSAA emblem. Not believing what he was seeing he felt a sharp pain in the back of his skull, his last thought before he hit the ground was what the hell is going on here?

Author's Note: And that's a wrap. So yes the BSAA is working with Wesker but not for the reason you think, I'll let you think about that for a while. Anyway, I'm back in school now, so I won't be uploading chapters as fast as I have been, because of homework. Good news though thanksgiving break is coming up soon, so I'll work on chapter 5 then.