A/N :This is pretty much my first Fan fiction so please take it easy on me. Also I dedicate this story to the fallowing authors. Shady-777, Hello Captain, Weskerbabe, WeskerChick, spiderbear, Jellysunshine and Linnafan

Well here it is.

Chapter one.

Dan: It was a dark and gloomy night whe-

Kevin: you dumb shit that's not how the story starts.

Dan: Oh yeah anyway here's the real Chapter one.

'How long has it been, days, months, years? I can't tell. Red is all I see. The red liquid.

I'm shrouded by it, consumed by it, impulsed by it. My reflection is beginning to annoy

me. The glass shows me what I am. I am a man. A good looking one at that. He He. I

can't see beyond myself. It's so long, so very long. I'm growing tired of this. Tests, the

needles.....the voices. I hear them. Her, she sounds smart, very smart and sweet. I like

her. His voice is freakish, very evil. Sinister like. It scares me. I wish they would just let

me go. To bad though. I guess I'll slowly grow insane.' The voice in his head spoke

sadly, almost sympathetic.

'But' the voice changed, 'If I ever find him, I will kill him, that freak, the Ashford,

Alfred, always talking about his sister, 'Sweet Alexia, will not take pity on those who

betray her.' That freak. I hate his sister too. What a bunch of freaks. I ant believe my

father is dead. It's their fault he's dead those sick bastards. I hate them. Oh I miss Claire I

hope shes alright. If the I find out they did anything to her I will kill them.'

He stopped thinking for a moment, 'Oh, what I would give to kill him. To wrap my hands

Around his neck and squeeze and squeeze and squeeze.'

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She stood there for a while watching him through the glass. He was choking the water. 'He must be thinking about Alfred again.'

"He really hates Alfred." she muttered.

"Good the more he learns to hate the better." The blonde haired man spoke, as he walked up next to the young women.

"how long must he stay in there. It must be horrible in there.. Nearly 51 months." She said, adjusting her name tag, it read, Sherry Birkin.

"Only a little longer, we must be absolutely sure the virus has adapted to his body, he don't want to kill him." He adjusted him sunglasses.

"Then your going to train him right?" her short blonde hair, gleamed in the light.

"Yes, he will learn to harness the true power of the T-Veronica virus. Too bad your father isn't here to see this." He met her eyes." Your father was a good man. Redfield's sister, the rookie and Umbrella will pay for his death. But first our friend here." He pointed towards the life support tank. "Must prove that he's willing to do anything necessary to destroy the Ashford's."

"yes, but," sherry pondered on a few thoughts, "how are the Ashfords alive?" she looked into his dark sunglasses. "Alexia was blown up by the lunar launcher and Alfred bled to death."

"I'm not sure but it was defiantly her virus. She was able to revive her Brother as well." He took off his Custom made sunglasses. "Which is exactly why we need him on our side." He looked in her eyes, "Don't worry love, all debts will be repaid. The S.T.A.R.S. will pay the price for their arrogance."

She leaned close, "yes they will pay with their blood."

"Yes my dear," his lips gently pressed against hers. "With their blood."

She could see her reflection in his eyes, those red, Orange cold eyes.

"I love you, Wesker." She softly spoke, wondering if he was able to love.

Funny thing

He was wondering the same thing.

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A/N; review tell me what you think.