AN: I attempted to show something from Jake's POV in regards to how he would be perceived due to being Wesker's son...I think I kinda failed...

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The tension was so thick that a knife could cut through it. It was cliché, but very much true from Jake's point of view. Everyone was on edge, all wondering if his father was leading them into a trap or not, seeing as how trust was a major issue for them, but then again, he couldn't blame them. After growing up believing his father to be a deadbeat, Jake found that the truth was harder to bear, especially since his father was somewhat responsible for the world they lived in now. And what Jake found even more annoying was that others had been looking at him with distrust ever since it was revealed he was Wesker's son. It was like they all expected Jake to turn out exactly like his father and went out of their way to avoid him. Like father, like son indeed, Jake thought sarcastically and glanced over at Chris, noting the way the soldier stared straight ahead, like he was trying to avoid eye contact with practically anyone who wasn't Jill or his sister. Jake knew that Chris hated Wesker, but he felt it wasn't fair that he should be judged for his father's crimes, even though he wasn't one to care about trivial things like that, but when the fate of the world was hanging on a thread, he found that such trivial things were a waste of time. It wasn't Jake's fault that he was the son of the most hated man on the planet, but he already knew that he didn't want to be anything like his father and wasn't that enough for the others to understand that he's not like his father? Jake didn't know what he had to do to make them understand, he just knew that right now, it wasn't exactly a priority. There were more important things at stake than petty squabbles.

At least there was K-Mart who seemed to be on his side, regardless of his father's actions and Jake was thankful for that, seeing a common soul in her. Both had fathers that were responsible for the death of the world and both held disdain for their fathers as a result and if Jake was being honest, he found comfort in being around her presence. There was something about K-Mart that was bringing out a side of Jake he had buried since the death of his mother, caring for another human being, something that he only ever did with his mother and no else. He didn't care about his father or care for the others around him, except for K-Mart. She was sitting next to him, gun in hand and a tense expression on her face, worried about what was coming next. He could understand her fear of going back to Umbrella facility, having been held captive twice by the powerful company and experimented upon, no doubt by his father at one point. Jake glanced towards the cockpit at his father, feeling the burning anger at the thought of his father experimenting on K-Mart for his own amusement. Jake just hoped that his father wasn't secretly working with Umbrella, knowing that words and even fists would be exchanged if that was the case, if Alice didn't get there first.

She was in the cockpit with Wesker and Jake wasn't sure what to make of her. She was meant to be the one who could save mankind, but there was the fact that she had used to work for Umbrella and was even under their control at one point, much like Jill, only to a lesser extent. And while some people were fearful of Alice due to her powers, much like Wesker, Jake felt that she honestly wanted to save the world. It was probably part of the reason why he agreed to give his blood to help with the search for a cure following a talk with her. Even though he didn't like his father, Jake knew that his father was the only one capable of actually creating a cure and hoped that he wasn't going to regret his decision.

Meanwhile, Alice leaned back in her seat, staring at the sky as it turned to night. Everyone were shifting around in the cargo, trying to find a spot to rest. Chris and Jill had cuddled up to each other, the latter resting her head on the former's shoulder, while K-Mart had laid down beside Jake, her head lying on his lap. Wesker glanced at Alice and saw the apprehensive look on her face, knowing what she was thinking about.

"Becky is fine."

"What makes you say that?"

He held up a small device that appeared to contain a geographical map and in the center of it was a red blip. At the press of the button, the map changed into a camera, showing the inside of a transport vehicle from the comfort of Becky's right wrist.

"A little bracelet that I had made and given to her. That way, you know she's okay."

"Thank you," Alice said hesitantly, taking the device from him and stared at it for a moment, "Now tell me, Wesker, if you're willing to be nice for Becky, why can't you do it for Jake?"

Wesker was silent for a moment, contemplating on whether he should tell her or not. As much as he acted like he didn't care about the boy, there was something in Wesker's cold heart that suggested otherwise. Why else would he go after the Ustanak and defend Jake from the creature? Why was he hoping that Jake would be fine within the depths of Umbrella, when if it were anyone else, he wouldn't give a shit? He wanted to ignore the paternal feeling for Jake, believing that the boy was better off without him, but there was a small part of him that wanted to be the father he couldn't be when Jake was growing up. He could remember Jake's mother, having met her in Edonia while on a mission from Umbrella. The few days they had spent together…well, the result was currently brooding in the back of the Osprey, Birkin's offspring curled up asleep beside him. But Wesker wasn't a sentimentalist, so at Alice's questioning glare, he simply gave a careless shrug.

"I don't tell you off about your parenting skills, so don't do it to me," he said finally.

"You're unbelievable," Alice rolled her eyes, "I don't know why I even bother."

"Neither do I. Now, I suggest you get some rest. You're going to need it."

Alice glared at Wesker, refusing to be told what to do by him, even though she knew he was right. They would be arriving in China in several hours and despite her powers, she needed to be at full strength to combat whatever Umbrella threw their way. So with that in mind and a final glare at Wesker, trusting that he wouldn't crash the plane while they were sleeping, Alice leaned back in her seat, closing her eyes and willing sleep to come, thinking of Becky.

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Alice was suddenly brought awake when an explosion erupted right outside the Osprey and she felt the aircraft pitch through the air, shaking everyone else awake, as Wesker fought to keep the Osprey steady, but they were quickly losing altitude. J'avo stood on the rooftops of the slums of Liashiang, firing their RPGs at the Osprey, while zombies milled about in the streets below. Wesker swerved around the buildings, the right wing of the Osprey having been blown apart by a rocket that greeted them upon arrival in China. As he fought for stability, the others were gathering their weapons, trying to steady themselves for the impeding crash, as another rocket slammed into the side of the Osprey. Spiraling out of control, the aircraft smashed through a building, the mortar slowing it down somewhat so that only the cockpit exited through the other side. Wesker opened the cargo hold and everyone quickly piled out, as J'avo took up positions around the building, unleashing a multitude of rockets upon it. It didn't take long for the building to crumble, slowly falling apart from the force of multiple explosions, as Leon hit the road hard, flung from the building. Groaning, he slowly got up, seeing an unconscious Claire beside him and he carefully pulled her up, resting her on his shoulder and drew one of his Wing Shooters, as Claire stirred.

"It's alright," Leon said, "I've got you."

Looking around at the apocalyptic city, Leon couldn't see anyone else, but he did see several zombies shambling out of the darkness, drawn by the sounds of the crumbling building and the fresh blood that was on both Leon and Claire.

"Come on, Claire, I need you to wake up," Leon shook her gently, before shooting at the nearest zombie, "Claire, wake up."

She opened her eyes and quickly drew her gun, but Leon already shot down the incoming zombie, before seeing a nearby alley. Shooting a zombie in the leg to bring it down and thus trip up the zombies behind it, Leon moved to the alley, shuffling with Claire's weight upon him until she was able to move on her own. Together, they moved through the small alley, guns out in front for any sudden movement, keeping an eye out for the others as they made their way towards one of the several entrances to the underground Umbrella facility.

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Chris watched as the building crumbled to the ground from the safety of a nearby rooftop. In the madness of the explosions, he and Jill had leapt across to the apartment rooftops, the former thankful that the buildings were all close together for such a feat. After seeing that Leon and Claire had made it to safety, Chris cocked his rifle and set off with Jill in tow.

"Do you remember where one of the entrances are?" he asked.

"I know where all of them are," Jill replied, "Side effect of working for Umbrella."

They didn't get far before J'avo started swarming the rooftops, brandishing either assault rifles, machetes or rocket launchers, all shouting in their own language and the pair saw they were completely surrounded and outnumbered.

"Any ideas?" Jill asked.

"Only one: we surrender," Chris suggested.

She turned away from her targets to stare incredulously at him.

"Are you kidding me?"

"You're the best lock-picker I've ever known, right? Besides, we need a way to get into Umbrella without getting killed. It's the best idea I can think of. Unless you've got a better one."

Jill struggled to think of another idea that didn't end with them riddled by bullets and as much as she hated the idea of submitting, she laid down her guns, putting her hands up in the sign of surrendering. Chris saw that she had agreed to his plan and did the same. A few J'avo moved in on them, the pair getting to their knees and putting their hands behind their backs. However, what they didn't count on was the J'avo knocking them both out unconscious with the butt of their rifles. The head J'avo shouted out orders to the other J'avo, as they restrained Chris and Jill, taking their weapons, before transporting them to Umbrella.

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"Mr. Krauser, they're here," the Red Queen announced, "They're all coming here."

"Shall I awaken her?" Krauser asked.

"No. I suggest that you find yourself a mask to protect yourself. When they arrive, they'll find quite a nasty surprise waiting for them."

Krauser nodded and headed off, as the Red Queen smirked at all the human workers. Blue smoke was blasted through the fire sprinklers, washing over the workers and bathing them with the C-virus. They all choked and coughed, collapsing to the ground as their bodies underwent certain transformations, a smile appearing on the Red Queen's face.

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