Part Three: Albert Wesker the Assassin
Section One: Unbridled Slaughter
Albert was at the Edonian Church waiting in his car for Father Muller so he could take him to the airport. It took a little while, but Father Muller finally came out into the parking lot with his large suitcase in hand. Albert could barely recognize him since he didn't travel with his normal priest vestments on. This was the first time he had ever seen Father Muller in regular clothes. Albert stepped out of the car to help place the suitcase in the trunk.
"Let me help you with that Father Muller." Albert said taking the suitcase.
"Ah thank you Mr. Wesker." He replied. "And please just call me Alexei today."
"Certainly." Albert said putting the weighty suitcase into the trunk. "The door is open Alexei."
Alexei stepped into the warm car and closed the door, with Albert following behind him.
"I assumed Miss Muller would be accompanying us?" Albert questioned.
"No." He said softly. "She insisted on cleaning my apartment before she left and because I let her sleep for as long as she wanted, she was only just waking up a few moments before I greeted you."
"I see." Albert said.
"If it would not be too much trouble." Alexei began. "Would you mind picking her up and taking her to the Vasnev home around once you drop me off?"
"It would be no trouble at all." Albert said kindly. "How has Miss Muller been?"
"Miserable I'm afraid." He said unhappily. "She cries a lot. She wished she could have done more to save her friend and she feels responsible for what befell her."
"There wasn't anything she could have done." Albert said with no emotion in his baritone voice.
"That's what I've told her." Alexei said. "But it has been little comfort to her. If you could while I am away Mr. Wesker, please talk to her. She may listen to you."
"I will do my best." Albert said. "But she may need time."
"I know." He said. "I just wish there was more I could do for her."
Albert said nothing to his comment.
"I feel like I constantly let her down." Alexei began.
"You are doing the best you can, Alexei." Albert said.
"I cannot help myself." Alexei said softly. "I feel like I owe it to Teresa to take care of Annika."
"Who is Teresa?" Albert questioned.
"Teresa was Annika's mother." He said. "A she was sweet, warm, and loving soul. She should have never married my brother. He is as gentle as a raging bull, with a temperament to match."
Albert said nothing to the comment.
"She made me promise that should anything happen to her I would take care of Annika." Alexei continued. "I sometimes wonder if she knew she wouldn't live through childbirth?"
Albert still said nothing.
"In any case," Alexei sighed. "It is my responsibility to see that Annika is happy and healthy."
"I am certain you have done an excellent job Alexei." Albert said reassuringly.
It was quite a while later before Albert made it back to the Edonian Church to pick up Annika. When he arrived, she was waiting in the parking lot for him. He immediately placed the car in park, and opened the door for Annika to get. Once she was settled, Albert drove out of the parking lot and to the Vasnev residence. After a short quiet ride, they had finally arrived.
"You can park in the driveway." Annika said to Albert.
As Albert carefully made his way up the snow-covered driveway, Annika noticed that the front door was slightly open.
"That's strange?" Annika questioned out loud.
"What is?" Albert asked her.
"The front door is a little bit open." Annika answered. "I'm certain I locked it."
"Do you think the Vasnev's have returned?" Albert probed.
"I spoke to Kazia this morning." Annika said. "She and her father will not return until next Tuesday."
"Does anyone else live there?" Albert asked. "Perhaps Miss Vasnev's mother or other relatives?"
"Kazia's mother passed away a few years ago." Annika answered. "All her other relatives live in Edonia still."
That was all the information Albert needed before quickly springing into action. Without hesitation, he immediately stopped the car and placed it in park. Acting quickly, he reached over to the glove compartment for his 9mm, then he looked at Annika and said to her, "Stay here with the doors locked. Get as low to the floor as you can. No matter what happens stay close to the floor, and do not make a sound, and do not leave the car until I come get you."
Annika looked at Albert; it was evident that she was scared out of her mind, but she nodded and did as Albert instructed. Albert turned and soundlessly got out of the car then gently closed the door behind him. Taking a quick glance around, Albert saw the same blue Dodge Omni that had been parked outside of Dragan's house days ago was now sitting parked across the street from Vasnev residence. This was not good, that meant The Warlords were after Annika now and given they had murdered a pregnant Miss Volkov, they wouldn't hesitate to do the same thing to Annika.
Turning away from the car, Albert focused his attention on the house. As stealthily as he could be as cold snow crunched underneath his feet, Albert made his way to the front door then pressed his back to the wall, before pushing to door open and cautiously looking around the small foyer of the house. Keeping his back as close as he could get it to against the wall, he made his way over to the darkened dining room. After a very brief scan, Albert did not see or sense any other person in the room, but for the life of him he couldn't shake the feeling that there was another presence in the house. Albert was inclined to trust his inner instincts, so he continued forward and remained extremely guarded.
Quietly, Albert quickly cleared the kitchen, the living room, and the office. Despite all of these rooms being empty, Albert still had a gnawing feeling that someone else was here. If there was anyone else here, the it was a high probability they were lurking upstairs. With his dual colored eyes shifting towards the staircase, Albert crept over to the stairs. Just before he could begin his ascension, he heard a man shout out in Edonian, "There isn't anyone here!"
The voice who had shouted turned around a corner before making his way back down the stairs. The young man was about to make his way to the lower level of the house, but as he rounded the corner, Albert saw what looked like the young man holding a 9mm. Albert knew he had to act quickly. He was trapped in a definite fatal funnel in his current position and there would be no escaping, especially not knowing how many assailants there may be in the house. Before the young man had time to realize someone was at the bottom of the stairs, Albert drew his gun and fired three shots up the stairs.
The first shot hit the man in the shoulder, the second in the stomach, and the final one landed in young man's hip. The young man let out an ear-piercing scream as he buckled and fell down the stairs still clasping the 9mm in his hand. Once the young man short painful tumble concluded, Albert quickly looked at the face of the man to see if he recognized him and he did, it was the owner of the Omni, Metija Milošević. The fall rendered the young man unconscious and given how profusely he was bleeding, chances were fairly decent that he would not wake up again.
Albert cautiously continued his ascent up the steps, however, upon hearing the shot and scream another young man appeared nervously brandishing a Tokarev pistol. Albert fired off another two rounds before the young man even realized what was happening. Unfortunately, both shots narrowly missed the young man, since he managed to duck around the corner before the would-be fatal shots hit him. Albert could hear the young man's unsteady breathing as well as him mumble a few Edonian expletives under his breath.
Albert paused and waited for the young man to make the first move and thankfully he didn't have to wait too long, because the young man mumbled his entire plan under his breath concluding with a countdown before creeping out from behind the wall. The second he revealed himself, Albert pumped three shots into him as well. Two in the shoulder and the last in his collar bone shattering it. These wounds were enough to cripple the assailant and get him to drop his weapon as he screamed in intense agony. Albert came up the stairs and very quickly, kicked the Tokarev pistol away from the screaking man, then scanned to see if there were any more assailants lurking around. Not seeing anyone, Albert attempted to pull information out of the unknown man, but he had quickly gone into shock and lost consciousness.
Albert then quickly breezed through all the rooms upstairs only to find them empty. Since the coast was clear, he reached into his pants pockets and pulled out his cell phone and called 911 to alert them to the home invasion situation taking place. Once the call was completed, he needed to check on Annika to make sure she was still safe inside his car. Carefully stepping around the now lifeless body of Metija Milošević through the foyer and to the front door. However, before stepping outside, Albert pressed his back against the wall next to the exit and took a glance outside.
Before he got a good look outside, he heard two gunshots and Annika scream. Busting though the door, Albert rushed outside ready to attack Annika's assassin. Upon hearing Albert's fast approaching footsteps, Bronislav Ateljevic looked up from the car and immediately began to fire at Albert. Ducking for cover, Albert dropped to the cold snowy ground.
"We meet again Mr. Wesker." Bronislav said. "As expected, you are here with Miss Muller, it will be nice for you two to die together."
Albert did not respond to his inane threats.
"I know it was you and Miss Muller who forced Miss Volkov to go to the police." He said coldly. "Dragan said she confessed to everything to him. She was so riddled with guilt about getting her husband arrested, that she killed herself taking Dragan's child to hell with her."
While Bronislav was speaking, Albert slowly made his way underneath his car to get the drop on him. Meanwhile Bronislav slowly began to make his way around the back side of the car heading to where Albert had dropped. Before Bronislav could make his way around the black vehicle, Albert carefully prepared his weapon a fired it right into Bronislav's leg, dropping him to his knees immediately. As quickly as he could, Albert rolled out from underneath the car and ran behind Bronislav, who, upon hearing Albert approaching from behind turned and prepared to fire his Yarygin Pistol.
Before Bronislav could squeeze off a round, Albert put four bullets into his back and he dropped like a stone to the frozen snow-covered ground. Once he was down, Albert slowly walked over to him, keeping his gun poised to empty the rest of his clip into Bronislav if necessary. Kicking the Yarygin pistol away, Albert kneeled down to check to see if Bronislav had a pulse. Placing his fingers to Bronislav's neck Albert felt a few faint pulses, but then there was nothing. A smile passed across his lips as he stood up, Albert was triumphant.
Albert stepped away from Bronislav's body and went around to check on Annika. He had not heard anything from her since the scream as Bronislav fired into the vehicle. Quickly opening the door, he saw a petrified Annika curled up in a ball crying softly into her lap. In the distance the blaring sounds of sirens from the approaching police and other emergency vehicles could be heard.
"Miss Muller are you hurt?" Albert said sounding very concerned. "Please let me see if you are injured."
Annika looked up at Albert with tears streaming down her face, she was so frightened that she couldn't move. Noticing how frightened she was, Albert reached down and picked her up. She was shaking terribly and was too afraid to speak.
"You are ok Miss Muller." Albert said softly, cradling her as though she were an infant.
Annika was so overwhelmed that she cried in his arms. Finally, the police, fire rescue, and EMS arrived on the scene. Annika was hysterical but he had to put her down; he had to tell the officers what had taken place, so he quickly reassured her as he set her down, but still help to supported her, as she appeared as though she was going to faint.
Following the incident, Albert and Annika were taken to Raccoon City Police Headquarters to give a formal statement about the day's events. Annika was extremely rattled by her close encounter with Bronislav, but she told about everything that had happened to the sympathetic officer. Albert on the other hand had given a very detailed account of everything that happened. He also voluntarily surrendered his firearm, since it had been used to kill two of the perpetrators and seriously injured a third. However, after several hours of questioning and officers reviewing facts in the case, the district attorney decided not to press charges against Albert, because it was a clear case of self-defense.
Albert was just walking out of the office of Sargent Enrico Marini, when he saw Annika getting a can of juice at the vending machine. Albert thanked the sergeant then walked over to Annika. She looked extremely pale and very distraught, but that wasn't surprising considering the harrowing ordeal she had survived.
"How are you holding up Miss Muller?" Albert asked.
Annika was bending over to retrieve her drink and even though she had seen him approaching, she still jumped out of her skin when he spoke to her. She immediately felt guilty about being surprised and apologized.
"You have been through something dreadful Miss Muller." Albert said compassionately. "It is completely understandable that you may be perturbed."
Annika looked down away from Albert's gaze.
"While what you experienced was indeed frightening and dreadful," He said taking her chin and lifting it up to meet his stern gaze. "You survived the ordeal Miss Muller. That is the important part; that you can continue to live."
Annika was about to speak when Jerrod walked over to where Albert and Annika stood.
"Director Wesker." Jerrod said sternly. "A car is on its way to take you and Miss Muller somewhere safe."
"I'm going with you?" Annika asked.
"Yes." Albert said looking at her softening his normally austere expression. "The Vasnev residence is still an active crime scene and even if it were not, I doubt you would want to return there."
Annika nodded timidly.
"Thank you, Jerrod." Albert said turning his gaze over to Jerrod.
"The car should be arriving shortly." Jerrod said. "The driver will be on hand to take you anywhere you want to go until the police finish their investigation and your car is returned to you. I was told to inform you that the car and driver are compliments of Mr. Spencer."
"When I get settled, I will thank him personally." Albert said.
"Is there anything else you need from me Wesker?" Jerrod asked.
"I will not be in the office for a few days." Albert said sternly. "I want to insure Miss Muller's absolute safety, especially considering a few of the gangsters are out on bail. You have the numbers where I can be reached should anything happen?"
"Yes Wesker." He replied.
"Should anything arise call me immediately." Albert said.
"Yes Wesker." Jerrod answered.
With that Jerrod's cellular telephone began to ring and he excused himself to take the call. Albert focused his attentions back to Annika who was taking a sip of her can of apple juice.
"Miss Muller you will be staying with me at my home in Arklay County." Albert said sternly. "I will let your uncle know what has happened and where you are."
"What about Kazia and her father?" Annika asked.
"Following the information, you gave the officers, they have informed them about what happened today." Albert answered. "I am uncertain as to what their plans were, however, when we arrive at my house please feel free to call them and let them know you are safe."
Annika nodded again then took another sip of her drink.
"That was the car." Jerrod said ending his call. "The driver is outside waiting for you."
"Good." Albert said.
"Pardon me." Annika said softly. "But I have no clothes other than the ones I am wearing, what shall I do?"
"Ah yes." Albert said. "Jerrod, please contact Author Jenks of Madison's Department Store. Tell him to select clothes for a young woman, age 20. She will need clothes for at least two weeks. Ladies pajamas, undergarments, everything. Have him charge it to my account and have him call my cellular phone number to speak to Miss Muller about her sizes."
"Oh Mr. Wesker." Annika interrupted. "You don't have to do this."
"Well, we cannot return to the Vasnev residence to retrieve clothes for you." He said. "This is for the best."
"Anything else director?" Jerrod said.
"Thank you for all your assistance today." Albert said sternly. "That will be all. Let's go Miss Muller."
Albert, Annika, and Jerrod all quietly made their way out of RPD Headquarters. Jerrod said his goodbyes as Albert guided Annika by the hand to the waiting black Towne car. Albert allowed Annika to get in first then he followed behind her. The driver closed the car door, then pulled off in the direction of the Raccoon City Bypass.
"Driver." Albert called out. "We will be going directly to my home."
"Yes Sir." The driver replied. "Is your address, 1470 Madame Curie Lane in the subdivision of Bella Vista Pointe?"
"Correct." Albert replied.
"Yes Sir." The driver said. "Traffic on the bypass at this time of night will be clear. We should be there within the hour."
"Thank you."
With that Albert took Annika by the hand and just sat quietly as the driver drove them to Albert's house.