Resident Evil:

The Whole Story.

Chapter Twenty-Four

Wesker took a deep inhale of his cigarette, he didn't smoke regularly but he was ruining out of time and while things were going according to plan for the most part the fact was he had very little time to pull it off and if Spencer found out what he was doing before he could execute it then he would wish that he was dead. Thus, his smoking had increased over the past few days to cope with the stress

He sigh and dropped the cigarette before he stepped on it, he was glad that he was the only one in the underground parking lot of the RPD, he couldn't allow himself to be weak and he wouldn't allow anyone to see him as weak. He wasn't weak but he hated having to rely on so many random factors, a big part of his plan was hoping that the S.T.A.R.S would survive long enough and encounter enough of the B. for him to gather meaningful combat date.

There were dozens different of companies that would want a leg up but if they wanted a chance to seriously compete with Umbrella then they would need a serious leg up, Tricell was the best option for him to consider his new future, the future of the entire world. They were Umbrella's largest competition in every field including the production of Bio-Organic Weapons.

He could continue his research with them and if he got the data to them then it would almost guarantee him a high up position with them, his previous experience as head researcher for the Arklay Lab would be invaluable to them and with luck he would be given a lab to carry on his work.

The virus was fascinating, it was a miracle of nature. The progenitor virus was found in an ancient plant un Africa and every single virus that Umbrella had developed since then could trace it's roots back to Progenitor, it was the foundation that all of Umbrella rested upon. It had such great potential and he could help realise the virus's potential and the virus could help Humanity reach it's true potential.

Today, he needed to do something about the management training facility, his plan was to send the S.T.A.R.S into the lab and while he had two teams at his disposal the training facility was miles away from the lab, there was no way he would be able to get one team to the training facility and another to the lab, it might not cause a direct obstacle to him but it still wasn't known what had caused the leak of the virus and that uncertainly niggled at him.

He needed to know what was happening there, the first investigation team that Sergei had sent into the training facility had failed to report in and were more than likely dead, Spencer was having a near constant fit when the news reached him, not that he really cared about any of the soldiers personally of course but the fact that the situation had not been resolved yet was obviously rattling him and the fact that the source was coming from the training facility was apparently putting him on edge.

Wesker hated to agree with the arrogant old fool but whatever caused the virus to leak was still out there and it was still a threat to all of them and the fact that it had apparently started in or near the old facility, it was unnerving to think about that after all this time, after thinking he left that damn place where he had wasted so much time was now coming back to haunt him.

And there was another problem, a train that belonged to Umbrella had apparently stopped in the middle of the woods and all attempts to reach any one on the train had been a failure, it was another problem that had to be dealt with.

He shook his head to clear his thoughts, he didn't have to time to think about that now. Spencer was preparing to send a much larger team in to purge both the training facility and the Arklay lab as well as search the mountains for any infected and end them as well, it would happen within three days so he did not have any time to waist.

He would have to send in Bravo Team tonight.

Wesker pulled his cell phone out of his pocket and dialled Enrico's home phone, Bravo's captain was off his shift but he had to get on top of this, the phone rang nearly eight times before the other side was picked up. "Hello?" The other man's already deep voice was raspy with tiredness. "What is it?"

"Enrico, it's me." Wesker said as he began to make his way to his car, he heard a muffled curse and the sound of something fumbling and Wesker couldn't help but smirk, he had heard that his ex-wife was coming back into town, he normally didn't care for office gossip but even he had to admit that there relationship was like an entertainingly bad soap opera, even he needed to have some fun at times.

"Sorry about that boss, I was just...Anyway, what do you need?" He asked as Wesker sat down in the driver's side seat of his car turned the key in the ignition.

"Listen, I've just come from a meeting with Irons and Mayor Warren, I'll spare you the details but they want Bravo Team sent it, tonight." Wesker said as he pulled out of the parking lot and began to drive out into the street.

Enrico cursed so loudly that Wesker actually did need to pull the phone away from his ear, the man could be loud. "Are you fucking kidding me!?" Enrico hissed over the line, he wasn't shouting not but his voice was still full of rage. "We weren't going to go in for another two days! The rookie still hasn't been on a proper mission yet, I want her to crash through some extra training while the rest of us were prepping!"

"I know Enrico, believe me I know. I tried to explain to them that we weren't ready yet but apparently they've both been under heavy pressure from the public and the press to do something and they basically did not give us any choice in the matter. Bravo is going in tonight." Wesker said with a feigned sigh, he was a good liar. He had been lying to entire police force for past eight years or so but Enrico was a good cop, before joining S.T.A.R.S he had been a detective and he was good at finding out a liar.

Enrico sighed heavily. "Okay, I'm on my way back in now. I'll call the rest of the team and let them know. We're going to have to work double time to be ready." Enrico said his goodbyes and Wesker echoed them as he hung up, her dialled another number and waited as it rung once more.

"Chief Irons office, how may I help you?" A voice that Wesker didn't recognise answered the phone and then he realised that it was probably Irons new sectary as the last one had quite a few days ago.

"This is Captain Wesker, I need to speak with Chief Irons right now." He said coldly, he didn't have time to argue about it.

This new one at least had some sense and quickly put him through, Irons harsh voice was what greeted him. "What?" He barked.

"Is that how your mother taught you to say hello to people?" He asked and he had to fight his lips from twitching as Irons spluttered, he could almost see his pasty face turning pink. "We need to talk, it's important."

"Fine Wesker, what is it that you want?"

"There has been a change in plans, the S.T.A.R.S are being sent in tonight, Umbrella wants them to combat the Bio-organic weapons. " Wesker said and Irons spluttering in disbelief was not an unexpected outcome. "Take a deep breath and calm down before you have a heart attack."

Irons, as usual, did as he said and took a deep breath before he spoke. "I though that Umbrella wanted the police to stay out of their affairs, that is the whole reason that they pay me."

"Are you sure you want to mention that you are taking bribes over the phone?" Wesker asked and he honestly though that Irons was going to have a stroke going by the noises he was making. "It's part of an experiment, this incident presents us a rare opportunity to see how a combat unit that isn't trained to deal with them would fare."

"But this will bring attention to Umbrella, if any of the S.T.A.R.S come back-" Irons began to say before Wesker interrupted him.

"They won't, neither will I in fact. It's been an interesting eight years Brian but am I afraid that they are coming to an end in a few days."

If Irons was upset by this revelation then his voice did not show it. "I won't lie and say I will miss you but what I am to do when my elite police unit is utterly wiped out?"

"I am certain that Umbrella will be more than happy to arrange the funds to hire replacements and I am sure you won't have any difficulty in finding candidates." Of course, considering that Umbrella didn't have anything to do with this plan it was more than likely they wouldn't do a thing about the destruction of the S.T.A.R.S unit.

"Enrico should be coming in soon to get his team ready to go, I am sending them out first. If he or anyone else comes to you asking you were forced by Mayor Warren to send S.T.A.R.S on the mission ahead of schedule." Michael Warren may have been the mayor of the city but he was as deep in Umbrella's pocket as Irons was, the entire city council was in their pocket in fact.

"Fine." Irons grumbled, he did not like Mayor Warren, he didn't like anyone who had more power than him in fact, so the narrative that he was forced to bend to his will would irate him but Wesker knew that he would play along. "Anything else?"

"No, just remember what I told you and go about your day. Goodbye chief." Wesker ended the call and put his phone away, the irony that he was using his phone as he was driving as a police officer did surprise him but he didn't honestly care, he was never a real police officer anyway and in two days he would finally be able to stop this petty charade.

The first thing he would do was take a nap.

After a few more minutes of driving Wesker finally arrived at his destination, there were several hotels in Raccoon City, from the small and family owned Cider Inn, the larger and more well known Apple Inn which was probably the most famous and boasted about having modern luxuries while keeping it's small town charm even as Raccoon City grew far larger than a small town and finally there was the Gates to Asgard, the tallest building in the city it was a modern building made of steel and glass and hosted famous celebrities and powerful business executives.

It was the Gates to Asgard that Wesker pulled up in front of, he had an appointment to keep. He exited his car and walked through the opulent lobby of the hotel, he handed ten one hundred dollar bills to the young desk clerk who for a moment looked as through he was about to faint before he took the money and looked the other way.

Wesker stepped inside the elevator and hit the button for the tenth floor, as soon as the elevator arrived on the floor Wesker stepped out and walked down the thick carpeted floor until he reached room 1032, he knocked on the door rapidly and when it was pulled open he was greeted by the face of an ugly man with a nose that looked like it had been broken one times to many, brown hair that was cropped short and an ugly face that was marred with scars. "May I help you?" The man said, his voice cold.

"Commander Yanovich?" He asked and the fact that the men tensed and seemed to be subtly reaching behind his back was proof enough for Wesker that he found the right room. "Relax, I am Albert Wesker, I am or I suppose that was would be more appropratie, the head of the Umbrella Arklay Research Labs."

The man relaxed and Wesker did as well when he saw that man brought his hand back into view, at least not he wasn't likely to end up with a bullet in his head, well there was less a chance of that happening now at least. "I see, how may I be of assistance Doctor Wesker?"

"Might I come in? This isn't really a conversation that should be had out in the open." Even though Wesker knew the rooms were sound proof and there was also the fact that the five rooms around the commander's room were also occupied by other members of his squad. Yanovich stared at him for a moment before he stood to the side to let Wesker in.

"Thank you, I have a mission for you." Wesker said as he sat down on the foot of the bed. There was always a squad of USS soldiers stationed in Raccoon City, ready to deploy. It wasn't the size of a normal squad, only six members and wasn't only meant to be sent in as recon or investigation.

"Well, I am sorry to be the one to tell you this Doctor, but I only take my orders from upper management, it seems you've confused the USS with the UBCS, we aren't mercenaries." The taller man said, he sounded a little offended to Wesker's ears which was much of a surprised, the USS was unique in that it was comprised of people who were solely loyal to the company while the solders of the UBCS were simply guns for hire, well trained guns for hire but still guns for hire, their loyalty only to there pay check.

"Of course not Commander, I understand completely but I simply wanted to speak with you about a situation, are you aware that the Elliptic Express train has stopped somewhere in the woods, quite close to the Spencer Estate has it happens? I would like you to consider going out to the train and find out what caused it to stop, it could have something to do with the leak and I would like to get on top of it."

"I have heard about the train but I have no orders to do anything about it, it is not considered a high priority, more than likely the train made an a emergency stop to make a repair and a bio-weapon lurking in the woods got in and slaughtered them. There's nothing we can do about it yet." The Comannder said as he walked over to the minibar and pulled out an expenisvie looking bottle of scotch and took a swig of it.

"And what if it isn't? What if there is more going on, this can't have been an accidental leak we have already ruled that out, this had to be a deliberate act in an attempt to damage the company, the individual or the group might have forced the train to stop. Several important employees were on that train, it might be that whatever group is responsible for this is holding them hostage."

"If so," Wesker continued. "Then if we send you and your team in right now then we have the element of surprise."

"I haven't been ordered by upper management to investigate." Yanovich said but it was clear that the idea was tempting him, Wesker was aware that his official orders were to stay in Raccoon and wait for other orders from upper management and offer support to other U.S.S teams sent in, he hadn't been on an actual mission in years from what his contacts had told him and the sheer boredom of waiting in this hotel room was probably driving him crazy.

Wesker never went into negotiations without knowing everything that there was possible to know about someone, and considering he had quite a few friends, or people that owed him favours at any rate, in the intelligence department then it wasn't hard for him to find out everything there was to know about someone.

"Upper management didn't tell you not to investigate, imagine how good it would look if you bring in the culprit behind this mess, they would praise your initiative and maybe even get you out of this dead end." That did it, something behind the man's eyes clicked into place and Wesker knew that he had him.

"If this is some part of a plan to hurt the company, I will break your teeth and make you eat them." Yanovich said and Wesker knew that it was not an idle threat, and the man certainly looked like he would be more than capable of carrying it out.

"I assure you Commander that you have utterly nothing to worry about, now, can I trust that you will be able to get up there on your own?" He asked as he stood from the bed and began to make his way to the door.

Yanovich followed him to the door and spoke as Wesker opened it and stepped through. "We have a helicopter on stand-by."

"Good, I will be touch Commander." Wesker walked down the corridor and he heard the man mutter something as he shut his room door.

Wesker arrived back at the elevator and stepped inside, hitting the button for ground floor. As the elevator descended Wesker thought on his plans, the U.S.S going in would be the start of a very strict time limit, he would have to do everything perfectly in the next forty-eight hours, if he made ever one wrong move then everything would be ruined.

These next two days would be some of the worst in his life, but it would all be worth it.

End of Chapter Twenty-Four


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