Ai here with an actual updare *gasp* I know it's been a LONG time since I updated this i'm really sorry. I've been rather busy. I will try to keep this updated. Enjoy the chapter


Your Whispers In the Dark

Chapter 2 – Chairman's Helper

The destruction of this facility was a mystery; three days ago it just stopped sending out data. The data they were analysing was of great importance so Wesker took it upon himself to find out what had happened, if you want a job done right, he has to do it himself it seems, including collecting whatever samples were left and finishing the research on them himself. He didn't expect anyone to be alive so his guard was down when a metal pole came from around the corner, connecting with his nose painfully. He looked down at the figure that attacked him as she gasped and dropped her makeshift weapon.

"C-C-Chairman Wesker!" Erika gasped. She just hit her boss, the single leader of the Umbrella Corporation. Wesker just continued to look down at her.

"Name, position?" He said coldly. He touched his nose, it was broken. Girl had a good swing. He pushed it back into place without a sound; his regeneration should do the rest. Erika watched as he fixed his nose, she almost didn't catch his question, or order she should say.

"E-Erika Walker, Scientist, sir." She replied instantly, she shoved her hands in her pockets of her labcoat, one hand tightly wrapped around her memory stick. Wesker raised his eyebrow, perhaps he didn't have to do all the work himself.

"What were you working on? What happened here?" Wesker heard something moving behind her. Erika was too preoccupied with the person in front of her, to pay attention to what was going on behind.

" I was working on the Las Plagas samples and I do not know what happened here" Erika rubbed the bandage on her head, " I appear to have a head wound and amnesia, most likely side effect of concussion from the head wound I received." Wesker nodded and then drew his pistol. Erika's eyes widened.

"P-please don't kill me!" She whimpered. He ignored her and pulled the trigger. Erika screamed. It took her a few seconds to open her eyes. She was still standing there staring at the smoking barrel of Wesker's gun. Hesitantly she looked behind her to see the crumpled form of a zombie with a bullet between its eyes.

"T-t-thank you." She said softly. "You saved my life."

Wesker gestured to her makeshift weapon. "You might need that." She looked at him with a puzzled look. "I need someone who can analyse the data and collect the correct samples, I also need someone who knows the facility. So come with me." He brushed past her and started walking. Erika quickly grabbed her pole and followed behind him silently.

As they walked Erika began to explain her situation, how she woke up with no memory of what happened and then began to talk about the Las Plagas and what she had discovered. Wesker was surprised at the progress the scientists had made, true she had a group, but she was most likely the only one alive now. Maybe he actually found an assistant that isn't completely useless. The rest of the walk was silent, apart from the occasional zombie that Wesker took care off. Erika was happy this was only a small facility with an even smaller number of staff.

Erika didn't notice when Wesker stopped so she walked right into his back. She jumped back, alarmed. He pushed the door in front of him and scowled.

"It appears the door is blocked from the other side. Is there any other way to the A.I core?" Wesker asked.

Erika shook her head, "this is the only way. That glass is bullet proof and shatter proof, so we can't smash it." Erika glanced around trying to figure out a way through. "What about that vent?" She pointed to the vent that was above the window, "I could probably get through that and unblock the door from the other side."

Wesker nodded. "What about if there are infected on the other side?" He couldn't lose a valuable asset just yet. Erika lifted the pole with a grin.

"They can say hello to my little friend here." She nodded, sounding more confident that she felt. Wesker put a hand into his jacket and produced a pistol.

"Here take this as well. Do you know how to shoot?"

Erika shook her head shyly. Wesker gestured for her to come closer and he placed the gun in her hands.

"You hold it like this." He moved her hands around until she was holding it correctly. "This is the safety, flick it off when you want to shoot, pull it back, yes like that. Now just pull the trigger when you want to fire."

After a crash course in learning how to shoot and a few minutes of preparing herself. She was ready. But then she had a thought.

"How will I get the cover off the vent?" She asked Wesker. Wesker thought for a second.

"Hand me that gun back and stand back from the vent."

Erika did as he said and four gunshots later the vent cover was on the floor. He reloaded the gun and handed it back to Erika, who stowed it in her pocket, double checking the safety. She knelt down and removed her heels, it was bad enough she was in a skirt, luckily she was wearing tights.

"Ready?" The sound of Wesker's voice cut through her thoughts. She nodded and approached him. Wesker knelt down and locked his hands. Erika didn't need a run up so she placed her foot in his hands.

"3...2...1 Up!" Wesker pushed Erika up, and with the two of them combined she was able to reach the hole in the vent that Wesker made. Erika pulled herself up into the vent, it was just a few feet to the other side, but who knows what awaited her there. She shuffled down the vent awkwardly until she reached the other cover. After smacking it a number of times it fell to the ground with a loud clatter that made Erika wince. She waited a few minutes before dropping down to see if there was anything waiting for her. As she went to move forward to get down the vent groaned and gave way. Erika fell in an undignified heap on the floor with a groan. Her pole lay forgotten under a table.

"Ow... Am I really that heavy?" She mumbled and stood up. Glancing around the lab, it looked much like the others, apart from there was paper everywhere, covered in writing and drawings. Ignoring this, Erika turned to the door to find the source of the block. A metal pole was wedged across the door frame. She gave the thumbs up to Wesker through the window before grabbing the pole with two hands and trying to pull it. It wouldn't budge. She frowned and pulled again, still it would not move. Stepping back from the door she signalled to Wesker to wait there and walked out the room. Although not many staff were allowed near the A.I core due to fears of people tampering with it, Erika had been there once, when she was new there to collect a sample for the head scientist. If she was correct then around this corner there would be a fire axe. There should've been a fire axe but instead there was just a box on the wall with broken glass. She swore and turned, walking back to the room, or she would've if she wasn't face to face with a zombie. She screamed. The zombie lunged for her. Erika backed away grabbing the pistol from her pocket aiming it at the zombie. It wouldn't fire! Why wouldn't it fire? In her haste of backing away she tripped over her feet and fell to the floor. She moved back into a corner still trying to fire the gun. The zombie was in front of her now; she screamed again and waited for her death. Suddenly the zombie's head exploded above her, showing her in blood and bits of the body she didn't want to identify.

This time Erika was sick. She felt a comforting hand on her back. She just about made the out the figure beside her was Wesker.

"H-h-how did you get though?" She sobbed.

"The glass wasn't as bullet proof as you thought." He said softly, before his expression hardened. "We can't stay here we need to move forward." He pulled her up by the arm and held out her pole. "I think you should use this until you learn to take the safety off a gun."

Erika hiccupped sheepishly and nodded taking the pole, handing him his pistol back.

"Stay behind me." Wesker took off again, with Erika at his heels.