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Ok, for all I know this is going to be the last chapter for this week until I can get a hold of a computer when I'm on vacation and don't worry, if I don't I'll always have my notebooks! Here is chapter 25!

The Day That Never Comes

Chapter 25:

Let the Caged Bird Sing

"Even if I say it'll be alright, still I hear you say you want to end your life. Now and again we try to just stay alive, maybe we'll turn it all around cause it's not to late, it's never too late." –Three Days Grace: Never Too Late

It was still storming, and it had gotten colder in the last day. Rose was sitting outside with Huck under the front porch. She would pick rocks from the garden and crush them in her palm to sand.

Albert had been gone all day. He was at a Tricell meeting… again. But she was sure he'd be home soon. Things were somewhat more boring when he wasn't around; she missed his snarky attitude and his… well his cooking! Rose never thought of her brother as a chef kind of guy, but his food was excellent!

Huck trotted down the steps and brought her back a fist sized rock. She rolled it in her hand, flipping it over. She tossed it up and brought her fist down, smashing the rock into tiny bits and pieces. Huck barked and tried to catch the falling debris. Rose laughed at the silly dogs antics. The rain was falling hard and the air was chilly, Rose also fed the five piranhas earlier today and she named them too. The two girls were Alice and Rose Jr. and the three boys were Satan the second, Albert Jr. and Fez. Why Fez, she didn't know it just appealed to her.

The porch was now covered in pebbles of once were rocks and her and Huck waited for Albert to come home. Rose had adapted to her new self, she liked her new eyes and liked the privileges that came with this. The only thing she was afraid of was loosing her humanity… Albert holds onto his by threads.

Rose was afraid that no matter how hard she tried, all of her human emotions would fade away without her knowing. She would admit though, that being like this was neat, but Albert told her that it would take a long process on how to learn to control it. Rose did want to feel power but at the same time staying sane. She looked up when her excellent hearing caught the sound of a cars engine. She was sure that it was Albert; it was about time he got home.

Minutes later, Albert pulled in with his new black Ford F-150. The big, heavy-duty truck was perfect for someone like him. Huck ran up to him, jumping about happily.

"Sup Al." Rose greeted.

Wesker smiled and shielded his head from the rain with a black binder. He took a seat on the porch next to Rose, placing all of his paperwork at his side.

"What's on your mind?" He asked.

"Lots of shit…" Rose sighed. "Can I ask you something?"

"I suppose."

"How can you live with knowing that at any moment your humanity can just up and ditch you and you would never be able to get it back?"

Wesker chuckled.

"I don't think this is funny!" Rose barked.

"I don't find this funny either, the question just amused me. And to answer it, I just can. It's one of those situations that I could care less about. Humanity means little to me because of my choice to cast it away along with many other things."

"What else did you drain away?" Rose asked.

Wesker looked up, and then removed his sunglasses. "I threw away the majority of my emotions, and ended up with hate. So many people thought that this was the only feeling that I could feel, but others knew that I masked them, that somewhere deep down my human emotions were hiding."

Rose fiddled with her thumbs. "Have you ever… loved?"

There was a clap of thunder and the rain started to fall harder.

Wesker sighed. "Twice… twice I have been in love, and I knew it. There was Abigail… she was after the Mansion incident, but she was killed in a car accident. And then there was… there was Claire Redfield."

Rose's eyes widened. "Chris's sister? But I thought you hated the Redfield's!"

Wesker full out laughed this time. "I hate Christopher, yes, but there was no particular reason to hate Claire. I hated the fact that she was related to that self righteous fool, but she was nothing like him… and I hated that no matter how hard I tried to win her over she would always go running back to her big brother. She didn't fear me, which was very brave of her and she wasn't afraid to spit in my face and call me an evil bastard. She was beautiful in so many ways; she was so smart and just perfect. But I knew that it wasn't right so I let her go and yes, she was upset and I told her that I could never be with her, but I told her that I will always be with her."

Wesker tapped his heart. "Here…" He whispered.

Rose leaned over and hugged him tight. "You know love is so bleh… but I think you did the right thing."

"Don't I always?"

Rose buried her face in Wesker's neck and shook her head. "No, you don't" She laughed.

The two sat like that for a while, admiring the rain and thunder. Rose had fallen asleep on Wesker's shoulder. After an hour, Wesker picked Rose up and carried her into her room.

Musing through paperwork was not on Wesker's like list. Huck sat by the fire, Rose was still asleep and he was sighing papers, filling reports out, and typing on his laptop, the usual.

His phone rang.

"Wesker."

"Master, your three 'hounds' have been killed. Chris and his partner had them all dead." The monotone voice on the other line spoke.

"Shit… understood. How did they fair with them?"

"Chris took two bites to the shoulder, and the ankle and the girl suffered little injury. Chris has been healed and is fully capable of performing skillfully in combat once more.

"Thank you Miss Valentine. You will see to it that the bodies are retrieved and brought beck to the lab."

"I don't know who that is anymore, Master, but yes, the bodies have already been taken care of."

"Good, I will meet with you soon, there are some things I need you to do."

"Yes, Master."

Wesker hung up.

After an hour of boring computer screens and black letters, Wesker got up to make dinner.

He went upstairs to wake Rose, but found her room empty.

"Not again…" Wesker sighed. "Rose?"

He walked down the hallway and found her in the bathroom, staring at herself in the mirror.

"Rose…"

She turned to him and frowned. "Why?" She asked him.

"Why what?"

"Why did you kill dad? Why did you turn yourself into this? And why did you turn me into this?"

"How do you know about that?" Wesker asked.

"Because, Albert, I'm not stupid! I knew it from day one that you and dad never liked each other, but to kill him like that… and your age… how?"

"That man hated me, so I hated him back. There is no such thing as a happy ending, Rose, and your going to have to understand that. You're going to have to understand that no matter where you go, no matter how hard you try to hide from it, your fate, destiny, if that's what you want to call it, will call and you're going to have to follow that."

"This," He points at her. "This is your fate, you were meant to be like this with me. What better person to be an outcast with than your brother? I know it may seem that things are unfair right now, because it kind of is, but not to dampen the mood. The odds are stacked against us, everywhere we go we will be hated for who we are. We are Wesker's, people hate and fear us. And we are inhuman, people cower in our presence. You cannot deny your calling, I tried to avoid mine for so long and it got me nowhere. Now look at me, I'm wealthy, successful, and I have you. That's all I ever wanted, I have my own blood here with me, safe and sound."

Rose looked at him, tears trailing down her face, violet eyes sad. "You mean it?" She sniffed.

"Of course I do, I mean it. The truth hurts…" Wesker walked to her and wiped the tears from her face.

Rose flung her arms around his neck and buried her face into the crook of his arm. "I love you."

Wesker chuckled. "And I love you."

It had been hours, dinner had been eaten and now Rose and Wesker were down in the lab checking on Rose's viral balance.

She sat on a table with a plain white hospital gown. Wesker wore a lab coat and gloves. He pulled out a needle and flicked it with a finger.

"You know I hate needles right?" Rose breathed.

"Yeah I know, but if you wanna live you have to take it. It'll only burn for a short time."

"Burn!" Rose yelled.

"Yes, when it flows through your veins it burns because it's working."

"No…" Rose whined.

"Yes. Alright you ready?"

Rose sighed. "I guess so just tell me when your-… OW FUCK!"

Wesker laughed and pulled the needle from her skin. "Overreacting are we?"

"Yes I am, that hurt like a bitch! Wait, I'm not overreacting!" Rose complained.

"You wanna live don't you?" Wesker questioned.

"Yes…" Rose mumbled.

Wesker smirked. "That's what I thought. All done you big baby."

Rose stuck her tongue out at him.

"Immature!" Wesker yelled as she ran up the stairs.

It had been a few hours; Wesker was asleep in the lab at his desk, head in his arms, snoring slightly. The lights were dimmed, his phone was off. He rarely slept anywhere but his room, but he was up all night writing down notes on Rose's condition.

She was healthy, Wesker knew it would work he had no doubts. But it was starting to occur to him that unlike him, Rose was having mood swings. She would be pissed at some times and just content another. But it would wear off soon enough.

(Rose POV)

I was driving.

It was about 3:30 in the morning, and I just felt the need to drive. Many things were running through my head, things that I wanted to avoid and things I needed to focus on. The things I desperately wanted to avoid were my paranoia on loosing my humanity. Another thing was Albert's little plan for the world, I was fully aware of his vision… and to tell the truth, it frightened me. All of those innocent people that have no choice to be who they are. I knew that only a handful of people would be successfully chosen by Uroboros. I knew that the whole world would be infected, and Albert would be king, no, God of a new age and there was no one that could stop him. All of those who would appose would die… all of them that begged for mercy would be given none.

Now the things that cheered me up were… well actually now that I think about it, there was nothing. Nothing would be able to cheer me up after the world was eradicated into nothing but superior beings. I would be lonely, I mean I would have Albert, but all of my friends back in New York would die. I didn't want him to do this but there was no way anyone, not even me, could change his mind now. Chris, he thinks he can stop Albert… I've only met Chris twice and I think he's a great guy, but he thinks he can stop Albert. I love his enthusiasm and his tenacity but Chris is gonna die if he tries! I know about the beef they have between them, but honestly, I think Chris and Albert need to get over it. It's been what? Almost 15 years since he betrayed them? Get over it! Men…

I shook my head and kept driving. I had no idea where I was going, around the 'block' I suppose. But I'm pretty good at retracing my steps but hey, I could always call Albert.

Driving wasn't one of my favorite things to do but it made me think right. Now I wanted a Coke… do they have Coke in Africa?

Probably.

I pulled into a diner and sat at the bar. An elderly lady came to me.

"What can I get for you sweetie?" She asked with a tender African accent.

I smiled. "Just a Coke please."

She returned the smile. "Sure thing." She walked off and I examined the small diner. It was dank, and obviously open 24 hours. There was only one other person in here, a man with a coffee.

I could smell it.

The waitress returned with a glass bottle of Coke and cracked it open with a bottle opener.

"There ya go!"

"Thank you."

The woman started to turn around, but then faced Rose again.

"I'm sorry, but you look very familiar do you have any siblings?"

Should I tell her that I'm related to Albert? Does she even know who he is? What if she flips out, then what am I supposed to do?

My mind fought with me, but I slapped my mind in its face and spoke up.

"Yeah, my brother his name is Albert, Albert Wes- I mean Weston! Our parents are doctors in New York I'm just visiting him, he's a scientist working on some project here."

"Ah, I see I just thought you looked familiar."

The woman walked back into the kitchen.

I finished off my Coke and exited the diner. I started Veronica and sped back home. This was going to be a long week… and it was only fucking Monday!

A/N: Ok, this is the new chapter! I know that there was a bit of sappy crap in here but hey, we all love it once in a great while don't we? Eh, EH! Well, I will be on vacation for a few weeks and I'll try to get a chapter or two in, so don't worry, I didn't fall off the face of the earth, besides if it were to happen I would take all of you with me! Love you guys!

-Blackwolfindy87