AN: Okay, I know it has been a while, but I was working a lot at my new job, and that exhausted the crap out of me. That, and I was contemplating finishing some of these stories. Seeing as how some have only a chapter or two left, I will finish those first, starting with this one. Long or short chapter, this will be finished right now.

Just a quick update on what happened last time, Michael found out that he was Albert Wesker's son, and told Miley and Melody about it. Of course, there will be repercussions for what they now know.

Chapter Four: Epilogue: Wesker Reborn

After he found out about who his father was, Michael kind of expected things to open up, and all hell to rain down on him, but of course it didn't. See, for those of us who do know, Albert Wesker is not a good guy. Hell, he is resposible for what happened in and to Raccoon City. He was 'killed' in a battle with Chris Redfield, and things ended there.

Too bad that is not the case. Most thought that things with Wesker ended when he supposedly died, but with the discovery of the fact that he had a son, those with prior knowledge of Albert Wesker knew that things were not over by a long shot. What was startling enough was the possibility that the son of Wesker could find out what and who his father truly was, and then try to continue on with what Wesker was trying to do.

There were certain parties that knew that things had to be solved in one way or another. That meaning that Michael Harris/Wesker had to be removed from the equation. So, with those things said, it should be well known that the BSAA isn't the only ones that are looking for Michael at this point in time...

Michael had this strange feeling as he walked around town by himself. He had this feeling that someone was watching him as he finally got to the peer. He had a little flare up with his eyes, which is why he had to put on some sunglasses before he left his house earlier. He reached a bench, and took a seat.

He let the sunglasses sit on the bridge of his nose as he watched the various teens and their dates walk around the boardwalk. He let out a frustrated sigh as he watched all of the teens walking around having a good time. Just as he was feeling like his life was normal, he found out what he found out, and that happy normal life blew up in his face.

Michael took another glance around, and his eyes met Miley's. She gave him a smile, and came over to sit with him. The moment that she sat next to him, she sensed that something was bothering him.

"Mike, what's wrong?" Miley asked, concern evident in her voice.

"Honestly? I finally thought that my life was getting on the verge of normal, and then I find out about what my father was, and what he did and was doing." Michael said.

"Really? What else did you find out?" Miley asked.

"Have you heard of Raccoon City?" Michael asked her.

"No." Miley said, after thinking for a moment, and then shaking her head.

"Long story short, zombies are walking around that city as if it is regular for zombies to do so, and my 'father' is responsible for it." Michael said.

"Oh, and that would explain why those guys from Raccoon City are here trying to talk to you about your dad, right?" Miley asked him.

"Yeah. That would most likely be it." Michael told her, just shrugging his shoulders as he did so.

The two friends sat there talking for a few more moments, then out of nowhere when Michael looked up, and saw a couple of men in suits approach both Miley and himself.

"Michael Wesker?" One man said. Just the way that they said his last name, and the fact that they knew who it was, made Michael really uneasy as they stood in front of him.

"No, that's not my name." Michael said. As they stood in front of him, Michael motioned for Miley to get ready to move as things were about to take a turn in a few moments.

"Whatever your name is, we need for you to come with us." The other man said, reaching out for one of his arms, to which in response, Michael then snatched his arm away quickly.

"Fuck off." Michael said, in a voice that didn't sound like his. His sunglasses suddenly fell off of the bridge of his nose, and the men saw the red eyes that he had.

"We're right, you are Wesker's son." One man said. He and the other man with him reached into their waste bands, and by the time they were going to do what they were going to do, Michael grabbed Miley by the wrist and ran off from the pier, leaving a crowd of onlookers dumbfounded in their wake.

Melody was jolted awake when she heard frantic knocking on her front door.

She slid off of her bed, and walked towards her front door to answer it, there she saw Claire and Jill standing there, and the atmosphere almost gave away just what was going on.

"What's happening?" Melody said, her voice uneasy.

"We need to talk to your brother. Where is he?" Claire asked him.

"He's down at the pier, why? What's going on?" Melody asked her.

"We were told that someone from Raccoon City is looking for him, besides us." Jill said.

"What? Why?" Melody asked the two.

Before Melody could be answered, Claire pulled Jill to the side, and whispered to her. Jill nodded, and then turned to Melody.

"Get inside, and lock your doors. Now." Jill said.

Melody did as she was told, and the two drove off quickly.

He had no idea where he was going, or how far the two ran, but Michael knew that he had to get out of there. The fact that he had Miley with him made Michael rethink what he was going to do.

"Mike, who were they? Why were they after you?" Miley asked him.

"No idea as to who they were, but I am willing to bet money that this has to do with my dad, whatever it is about." Michael said, taking a deep breath, trying to catch his wind and wits. He stood up, and looked at the trees that surrounded the two of them, and sighed to himself. He just had to take her with him, didn't he? If he would have left here there, he might have been in the clear, but if he left her behind, god knows what might have happened to them.

Michael snapped his head up, and looked around. He looked briefly behind him, and then turned to MIley.

"Miley. Run." Michael said suddenly.

"What? Why?" Miley asked him.

"Don't ask questions. Just do it!" Michael screamed at her. Miley took off in one direction, thinking that Michael was going to be right behind her.

She got far enough ahead, and looked behind her to see what was going on and to see if Michael was behind her.

The moment that she did looked back to see what was going on, she heard a rapid exchange of gunfire.

Fearing the worst, she ran back in that direction of where the gunshots came. She got to a certain spot, and saw Jill, and Chris with guns in their hands. She also saw three bodies on the ground, two being the guys in suits that they saw earlier, and one of them wearing what Michael was wearing when she last saw him.

"Michael!" Miley screamed, trying to approach him, but Jill stopped her from doing so by grabbing her around the waist.

All Miley could think about was seeing Michael lay there on the ground, bleeding. What happened next was a blur for all Miley was concerned, because it happened quickly. Michael was taken away to the hospital, and Miley was questioned by the authorities that were there. She told them what they wanted to know, but she just wanted to get out of there, and see how Michael was doing. She had to, after what just transpired.

A FEW DAYS LATER

Michael was calmly resting in the hospital after getting three bullets removed from his body. He was still sound asleep when someone entered his room, and walked over to where he was sleeping. A smile crossed his features as he removed his eyes to show off his red eyes.

"Greetings, my son."

THE END