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"Who are you?" Sherry stumbled around in the dark, she could only hear the sounds of someone's breathing. No one answered. As she reached her hands out, her fingers touched a cold wall. The little girl started to kick it with her tiny feet, trying to call for help.

"HELP!" the shuffling sounds approached and Sherry turned around, sinking down to the floor, sobbing. "Please, don't hurt me.......dad, help me..." suddenly, whatever was coming for her, stopped, and the room became silent again.

"Sherry...it's me...don't you remember?" that shuffling sound started again and she could almost feel the air coming out of this....man's mouth as he spoke.

The child yelped and covered her face with her shaking hands. This voice did sound familiar...

"You know, I really thought I could take care of her....but I just get her into trouble all the time....I....promised Birkin....", Wesker pulled a hand through his messy hair, he and Rebecca hid in the shadow from some stairs, leading up to an apartment building by the streets.

"Don't blame yourself....", Rebecca told him helpfully as she looked away and out on the street, where some guards ran around, securing the area. There was no way they could just walk away, unseen by those anti-Umbrella soldiers. The medic looked back at the man sitting next to her, his chin resting in his hands.

"She must be so scared...." he whispered and looked at all the men a few distances away, an expression of anger on his face.

"It's okay...We'll find her...." Rebecca was just to reach her hand out to touch Wesker's, when something cold was pointed against her neck.

"Out!" one of the guards had found them, he was looking down at them from above the stairs. They both saw two other guards approaching to them where they sat on the ground. "I said, GET OUT!"

"Come on..." Wesker muttered, grabbing the young girl's arm in an almost painful way, to get her up. Rebecca looked around nervously. What would her friends say? Were they even her friends anymore? She felt her heart sinking, but was soon interrupted in her thoughts, when a man friendly grabbed her hand.

"Chris Redfield and Barry Burton are waiting for you in the lobby, they wanted to know if you were okay", he talked in a gentle way and almost made her feel like she was surrounded by friends, almost. He started to drag her along, but Rebecca turned back and struggled to make him let go of her.

"No! They don't care now anyway, where are you taking me?!" the medic still struggled, as she looked back, she saw two guards tie Wesker's hands behind his back and one of them had a machine gun pointing at the back of his head.

Wesker didn't look like he was angry or something, just the usual calm expression he had most of the time, to stay cool in any situation.

"No....Let me go, you big gorilla!" The young girl exclaimed and tried to kick him.

"You better not struggle lady, or you just get yourself into more trouble.....he won't hurt you anymore", Rebecca suddenly stopped struggling to think about what this man had just told her.

"Wait a minute! He wasn't! He's my.....let him go!" a hard kick between his legs, made the guard let go of her aching arm. There were red marks from where his fingers had pressed against her skin.

"You little!" the man grabbed her arm, almost breaking it. Rebecca had never felt such pain before, she then screamed so that people inside the department could've heard her.

Something in Wesker's mind made him react, he felt anger, hat and sorrow, maybe he'd lost his daughter, maybe he'd did stupid things in his life, but he wouldn't let anyone take this girl away from him, less hurt her.

"What?!" the two guards were thrown to the ground, one of them firing his gun. The blonde turned around, noticing that all five guards, except for the man holding Rebecca, were aiming their guns at him. He felt the T-virus pulsing in his blood, it made him want to kill and eat all those humans, stupid humans with guns...

Both the medic and the man standing behind her, were like frozen, just watching Wesker approaching to those five men. They backed away, but still held their machine guns in a firm grip. The blonde tyrant snapped the shining gun from the man standing in front of the others. He then broke it in half.

"FIRE!" the soldier shouted back at his men, running away to hid himself from the bullets they were firing. As the cloud of smoke disappeared, Wesker was gone.

"......", Rebecca opened her mouth, but then closed it again. The man behind her suddenly screamed and let go of her arm again. Wesker held an arm around the scared man's neck, who struggled to get away.

"Go into the building, and don't tell anyone, or I kill him right now...", his threat seemed to work, since the five men slowly backed away, putting their guns on the ground. "I want you to stay in there for five minutes, or you'll find a very dead man..." he sneered at the soldiers and the man in his grip yelped a bit.

"good boys...", Wesker laughed, while concentrating on them to close the door. Rebecca watched as the gate was locked and the men were out of sight. Suddenly, Albert threw the fat guard half across the street and into a tree.

"Wesker no! Don't, just let us get out of here!" Rebecca pleaded but didn't dare to come any closer.

"Please don't hurt me!" the pathetic man on the ground held his arms out in defense. Wesker just grinned. He sat down, grabbing the guard's neck, pressing him up against the tree.

"So, you think it's okay to hurt my girlfriend!?" since the man didn't answer, he was thrown into another tree. "DO YOU?!" the soldier was now bleeding and starting to lose his consciousness. Suddenly, a creaking sound told them that more guards were on their way out of the department.

"This is for ever touching her!" Wesker punched the man's face, hard enough to make the eyes jump out and blood to trickle down the now sweaty throat.

"Wesker! They're coming!" the medic called at him from the other side of the road. The blonde made his way over to her and they ran off into the shadows. They ran for about 2 minutes before Rebecca grabbed his arm.

"Stop....please, I'm too tired to run anymore...", Rebecca panted as she looked down at her feet.

"Are you okay?" Albert gently touched her shoulder. She nodded.

"I was about to ask you the same thing...", she gave him a smile, before embracing him. It wasn't before they'd come here, that she realized he'd actually called her his girlfriend...