Chapter: 5

The Facility

A/N: I was angry when I wrote this chapter because all my Resident Evil 5 data went corrupt and now I have to start ALL over again.

"Chris, you don't have to worry, I'm already here, if I got here safely I think I can stay safe." Claire scolded her over protective brother.

"Is it bad thing that I get worried then?"

"No but not even one week I'm here you're already calling me every hour, you know there's time differences." Claire yawned, not having a good nights rest since she arrived.

"I know, but I want to see how you are."

"We'll I'll tell you after I'm done with an assignment they gave me." Claire said through her small red phone, pulling her combat boots.

"What's the assignment?" Chris pressed, making Claire pause.

"We'll aren't we curious."

"Just tell me."

"We'll I don't know if I should, but since they didn't tell me anything about discussing about it to others; it's a facility, they want to see if they're doing human testing, there's been rumors spreading around and they have reason to believe that they have, so they sent me to look into it." Claire said closing and locking the hotel's door.

"Sounds fun," Chris joked. "Just, Please don't get into trouble, stay safe." His protective barrier coming back up again.

"I don't know why you stress that so much, you know I'll try my best in staying away from trouble."

"I just have to remind you so you won't forget." A smiled could be heard in Chris's voice.

"Whatever, I'll call you when I'm done, unless you're asleep already."

"Okay Goodluck!"

"Hello, you must be Claire Redfield!" An over enthusiastic scientist greeted the young auburn with a hand shake.

"Yes, and you must be..."

"Dr. Blackwell," he smiled, he was a middle aged man, wrinkles to his eyes and mouth; worry lines, all that came with age. "Shall we begin?"

"Yes we may." Claire faintly smiled.

First they went toward the facility's main hall way, passing the usual thing you would find in any other work place, Dr. Blackwell talking about the history of their company.

"This is where we safely store chemicals for our purposes." He motioned at a door to their left; walking past it.

They Walked three more corridors down until Dr. Blackwell spoke again.

"This is where most of our experiments are conducted." He motioned toward a door.

This is what I want to see.

"Can I take a look inside?" Claire asked politely, the man happily opened the door for her.

Probably not going to find anything if he opened the door that easy.

Just as Claire predicted, nothing was found, just lab rats, occasionally a bunny or two.

Walking again through the hall ways they kept walking by doors that Dr. Blackwell decided not to discuss until Claire asked what was inside.

"Oh nothing, just research, nothing worth while looking at."

"Mind if I have a look inside?" Claire asked politely again.

"Sure!" He said with fake enthusiasm clearly heard.

Upon opening the door, a hoard smell enflamed Claire's sense.

"What is that?" Claire questioned, covering her nose from the putrid stench.

"I have no idea." Dr. Blackwell responded by also coving his nose with his white lab coat.

Going deeper into the research lab they found blood splattered against the surrounding walls, a hand print smeared against the white walls.

"What's going on?!" Claire demanded to the middle aged man who looked more agitated by the minuet.

"If I knew, wouldn't you think I would tell you!" He yelled at her, panic mode setting in to the once calm scientist When he saw the endless blood trail.

Walking further ahead of Claire from curiousity a sharp gasp escaping from Dr. Blackwell, discovering a fellow worker lying in his own pool of blood.

A black figure was out of place in the white walls, in a blur Dr. Blackwell was pushed up against a nearby wall, a hand gripping his neck. Claire was left gapping at the scene, the scientists eyes opening wide in panic, clawing at the hand that held him in place, cutting off his supply of oxygen.

"Stop!" Claire yelled at the black figure, the scientist face turning a shade of purple already. A deep, dark chuckle escaping the black cloaked figure, not releasing on request.

"Now dear heart, ask nicely."

Wesker?

"Wesker stop! You're killing him!" Claire exclaimed, ignoring his request on asking nicely; instead running towards the blonde tyrant. A slap was returned to Claire who was sent hurling back toward where she was originally put, luckly not hitting the wall in the process, red print was painted on Claire's porcelain skin, Claire cluched her cheek, the sting watering her eyes, but her injury wasn't the main concern in her mind at the moment, instead it was Dr. Blackwell's life.

"Don't you think that's the point?" Wesker coldly added, a smirk spread as he saw red dots appear on the scientist eyes.

Claire saw how fast the scientist death was approaching and went to stop Wesker again, feeling useless, banging on his arm to let the poor man go. Finally he released him, only to turn to Claire, the man gasping for air on the floor.

"My apologize, I never introduced myself." He smirked blood smeared against his tight turtle neck, black jacket, and a few drops on his face.

"It's so kind to met you again Claire." He purred next to her ear, Claire jerking away from his breath in her ear.

Gasping could be heard in the background from the injured man, Claire stood her ground, glaring at her reflection in his sunglasses. Then her eyes shifted to Dr. Blackwell, who leaned against the wall as an assistant to help him stand. Wesker noticed the shift in Claire's eyes and turned to the injured man, fear could be seen in his eyes.

"Puny insects like yourself serve no right on this Earth." In a split second, Weskers hand drew back into a fist and drove through Dr. Blackwell's chest. Claire was petrified and stood in shock as his body fell to the floor, lifeless. Blood seeped out of his mouth and fresh wound.

"His presence was quite aggravating," Wesker sighed and turned once again to Claire.

"You killed him..." Claire said softly staring at the at his lifeless body.

"Yes, indeed I did, and the sky is blue, care to state something else that is obvious?" Wesker responded sarcastically earning a angry stare from Claire her eyebrows knitted from such cold attitude.

Red engulfed the white room, and an alarm started to sound the near areas, echoing in the hallway, finally it reached the room they were located in. Wesker approached Claire, every step Wesker took, Claire took a step back, until feeling the cool touch of the wall behind her. Claire swallowed hard, closing her eyes, preparing for any attack Wesker would do to her. Instead of a hit, she felt a prick on her arm. Claire stared down to her arm to find a empty needle, already injected into her System.

"What did you put into me?!" Claire screamed at Wesker who smirked at her, she ripped the needle from her skin, but her senses were already dulling by the minuet; Claire stumbled forward in fatigue.

"You bastard." She mumbled before she slipped into unconsciousness. Wesker gracefully caught her, leaving the scene before anyone else entered the room.

"You'll be of convenience soon enough." He said mostly to himself as he entered his car, making a quick get away.

Wolfgirl77769: lol, I wasn't trying to make it one but sure! Haha

admiralsarah: they did but only a small scene. thanks! Love to hear you like it! :)

happyreader: you're welcome!

Belledarkness: I hope I met your standards to the Wesker you wanted!

may. Jebir: Awe! Your so sweet, you make me smile :) ! Hope this was long enough! First 1K+ words! Took me A good 3 hours, minus the proof reading and corrections! It was a small scene between them but I hope I portrayed him into his Cruel self! I love the reviews you leave for me because it helps me build my story into something better.