Spider-Girl

Part 2

Chapter 4

It all comes down to this!

"As I've said before, this is a dangerous game you play, Wesker. In between the reckless attacks on the city, your obsession with this Spider-Girl, and the relentless cyber attacks- oh! That reminds me! Someone downloaded all the files relating to our genetic experiments!"

"Did they now? Were you able to trace it?"

"No! Whoever did it is running with sophisticated technology! Traces popped up all over the goddamn country!"

"Hmm..."

"What do you have to say for yourself?! This little scheme of yours?! It didn't work my friend! And now you have my crew going all over the city, block by block, looking for her hideout!"

"As if I needed your permission?"

Birkin fumed. Deep down, he knew that Wesker was right. As long as he was in charge of Umbrella, he could circumvent the chain of command and use any and all personnel to his liking.

"Certainly not...but this is a waste!"

Wesker, who was facing the windows, half turned his head, glaring at the good doctor form out the corner of his eye. Behind his thick sunglasses, his eyes glow a faint red.

"Your lack of faith disturbs me."

"What?! Everything I have done, I have done for you! I have been your most loyal employee!"

"True. And I am grateful. But as of late, your attitude has been...disappointing."

"How?!"

"Think. There is only 1 person who has access to the kind of equipment it would take to hack us."

The doctor thought for a second. His immediately blanched.

"Parker..."

"Exactly. The search is nothing more than a distraction. Feeling backed into a corner, he will bring her to us. He will be her downfall."

"Then what?"

"I will make her see reason. It would seem that she has no idea what Parker is hiding. I will use it to our advantage."

"Is it safe? What if she can't handle it?"

Wesker didn't respond.

In the middle of the night, Peter taps away at the futuristic work station he set up for himself. All across the multiple screens, terabytes of data scroll by faster than the mind can comprehend. He taps away at keyboards, trying to make sense of all of it.

So wrapped up in his work, he didn't notice a dark shape moving up on him.

Suffering from a chronic nightmare, in which she's stalked by a monstrous spider-like creature, May slips out of Alaine's arms, and shuffles to the living room. She finds her dad tapping at the keyboards.

She quietly steps up to him, and gently squeezes his shoulder. He jumps, nearly knocking over a cup of coffee.

"Sorry!"

"It's OK. What are you doing up?"

"Can't sleep."

Peter shuts down all but one of the monitors. He turns to face his daughter, who's wrapped in a robe.

"Bad dreams?"

"Yeah."

"Come on."

Peter gets up and moves to the kitchen. May sits in one of the tall chairs at the counter. Seconds later, Peter hands her a mug of coffee with the right amount of cream and sugar. He sits down across from her.

"Tell me."

"Well...I'm in this...huge room. Like a dungeon. And there's this...massive...human-spider...thing."

"Interesting."

"Horrifying is more like it."

"I can only imagine, sweetie."

"Dad?"

"Hmm?"

"Where's Rose?"

"Um...What do you mean?"

"The bodies of her friends were found...why not hers?"

"I don't know, M. I'm not a forensics expert."

"Did Umbrella take her?"

"Why-"

"Is that why they're so interested in me? Why they did this to me? I heard her voice, dad! Tell me the truth!"

"You really want to know?"

"Yes!"

"Fine. If you really need to know...the answers are in Umbrella's labs. Go. But don't expect any help from me."