Excella grit her teeth in angst, trying again and again to reach Wesker on his earpiece. All the impatient woman had gotten for the last few hours had been static and silence. Even for a woman like her, worry could plague even the cruel of heart. Icy, blue eyes scanned the oil tanker that would carry their hard work to fruition. It almost looked like a toy from this distance, the large bay window at which she stood several hundred feet away from the large ship. The drones of men were milling below, looking very much like ants at this distance. Gionne folded her arms, a stray hand caressing the spot on her neck that Wesker had gripped in defense earlier. It still stung...

Swallowing back doubt, Excella narrowed her eyes. He would never betray her, not after all she had done for him. She had helped make a dream into a reality, changing the world. Yet despite all her inward reassurance, the lingering fears etched itself into the back of Gionne's mind. Looking down at the transmission bud, Excella feverishly tried her partner one more time..

—-

Stepping into an unmanned elevator, Alomar shifted uncomfortably next to her partner. They had been wandering around the facility, gathering as much information as possible. The plain fact that Tricell was involved in all of this made the normally calm woman uncomfortable to the tenth degree. The experimental facility had yielded more than lifeless bodies. Information on outbreaks across the world had been in some of the abandoned areas of the back offices and laboratories.

Sheva's eyes flitted shut. allowing her mind to wander briefly, letting the whirr of the elevator take over her tired senses. The whole reason she had become a part of the BSAA was because of the sudden deaths of her parents. They had been innocent bystanders, killed in the crossfire of the black-market bioweapons war, mistakenly identified as scientists that were withholding valuable information. From then on it had given her the desire and edge to do what she had to in protecting her home..her country.

Abrupt static blazed into both of their ears, causing Chris to jolt in surprise. The two partners had not expected any orders considering they had been thought to have retreated already.. The radio frequency the BSAA used was wide, and someone was operating on a similar frequency. A woman's voice crooned, cut off repeatedly by the bad reception. Nonetheless, the voice unmistakably belonged to Excella Gionne.

"Uroborus..ha..ss been loaded... ca..n leave...so...Albert..whe.."

Redfield's reaction to the name was akin to electricity to water, his eyes wide and filled with shocked horror. Whispering to himself, a chill ran up his spine.

"Albert.."

He could never forget that name.. The name of a captain that had betrayed his trust so very long ago. He held a hand up to his head piece, straining against all hope that he had heard wrongly. The audio feed belted on a few seconds more before shutting off, giving both of them the confirmation that Chris had heard correctly.

"How are you holding up, Albert?"

Excella's seductive tones finally faded out, the reception ending the third party listening point. Nearly snapping the earpiece as he turned it off, all the color from Redfield's face had drained. Cursing quite audibly, he gave his partner a worried look.

" Shit..Wesker.. I thought he was dead."

Sheva was far too shocked to say anything at first, her eyes now locked onto her partner. He looked pale and scared for the first time.. Legitimately scared since she had known him.

A startled memory broke through the back of the strained man's mind. It was one of shattered glass and rain... Continuing to stare blankly as Sheva, Chris sighed inwardly. His only wish is that on this journey..he would do a better job at keeping her safe. His mind raced, antagonizing itself with haunts from the past. Setting his jaw, the man made a promise he would keep deathly close to his heart.

'I'm coming, Jill. No matter who tries to stand in my way'

—-

He could barely answer his annoyance as a distraction from his lower torso caused his extensive vernacular to be reduced into grunts. Excella had interrupted quite frequently, his earpiece shrilling loudly , finally prompting him to answer her desperate pages. Gionne seemed frustrated with his lack of conversation, but he had another woman's mouth to worry about.. Angelica had wrapped her mouth about his worked muscle.. Him sinking backwards speechless even as the ear piece was still active…

Gently, teeth sank into his inner thigh, cutting the already short conversation off, Angelica's displeasure at the talk voiced quite wonderfully without words… Groaning gently, he began shutting off the earpiece before finishing his sentence.

"Very good..I am..f..fine, Excella. I will meet you within the hour..."

Flinging the earpiece to the side, Wesker snarled almost playfully as he gripped the woman below him and scooted her body up to his chest. The release had been hours, both creatures of kind exploring a new realm of pain and pleasure. The stamina was still present within their bodies, though slightly worn through time's endurance. Tracing his fingers down her bare spine, Wesker closed his eyes. Soft laughter and a noise akin to a purr met his ears, two things the emotionally stunted man thought he'd never enjoy to hear. It made him wonder how she had kept herself from the darkness that lingered, how Angelica had avoided becoming a thing of nightmare.

She had still been so human during the first years of her change, but he could sense the cold edges to her now..but she hadn't become like him. Opening his eyes into slits, he found her staring at him, mixed emotions clouded across her lovely face. Her white blonde hair tumbled about her shoulders, shielding the exact emotion that lay within her dark eyes. Whispering gently as she lay her chin upon his chest, Angelica's demeanor began to change from her former state.

"You realize this plan will only end in so much death.."

Her words tore him from his basking reverie, causing the all too familiar frown to crease at his lips.

"The world is a dark place, Angelica. I am only being the creator of a brighter one."

Slithering from his grasp, the woman stood. Wreathed in an opaque sheet, Angelica's eerie calm replaced what passion that had been lingering. Wesker's frown deepened as he rose to move behind her, clasping her slim shoulders gently.

"It is inevitable, my dear."

His words felt hollow as the darkness began to seep back into his demeanor. The same mirror she had been eyeing earlier reflected them together, his prominent figure so much taller than she. Running his hand down her shoulder, Wesker stared at the reflection. Excella had wanted so much to be his queen in his new world, had yearned for him to see her the way she saw him.. But this was what he could see being a reality, only Angelica could understand..could be a true queen. Her eyes locked onto his in the mirror world, their depths answering his inward thoughts as if reading them one by one.

'.. I can't allow it.'

She never spoke a word, but the single tear that slid down her cheek had… he felt a crawling ache in the back of his throat as he saw it..

Jerking himself away from her form, Wesker finally pieced together the truth that no matter how much she did understand, she was the opposite side to his coin. Angelica Burrows understood why, but she was not willing to make the sacrifice he was. She had never been able to..he was still alone in his endeavor. Staring at her coldly, the emotionally turbulent man gathered his clothing and turned his back.

"You will be transferred to the ship for more observation."

Slipping on his once discarded earpiece, Wesker had already half clothed himself, and tossed her own roughly in a pile on the floor. Turning his gaze back to hers, Wesker set his jaw. Business took over, the longing turning into painful rejection in the pit of his core. His heart filled with serpentine fury, realizing he was still alone..

"Seeing as you are hostile, I will have an old friend escort you aboard. I suggest not trying to escape. Next time, Angelica,...I will kill you if you try.."

Within seconds he was gone, leaving the woman who had loved him so thoroughly with a bad taste in the back of her throat.

"Albert.."