Finally done with this chapter X3
I jut seriously need to thank the awesome movie X-Men Origins: Wolverine for the inspiration I got from it, and the line I borrowed and changed. Not gonna tell you which one, 'cause that would kinda spoil that fantastic movie x3
Anyways, the fourth chapter will be finished very soon too, just need to end it in a good way. So.. hope you'll like this chapter ^^

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Knowing that he couldn't take care of this by himself, Wesker picked up the phone and dialed a number. A few minutes later, a man picked up on the other end.

"Hello?" the man said.

"William, what's the current situation at the Training Facility?"

The man, William Birkin, sighed. "It's worse than you can imagine. You were right, there has been an outbreak here too, but... almost the whole facility has been overrun by Dr Marcus's leeches. I guess killing him once wasn't enough. It's just as we feared, he seems to be back, and if he is, he would want his revenge. Albert, it's been ten years, why now? What went wrong?!"

"Calm down now, Will." He replied. "Sure, it might be a lot worse than we first thought, but we can still fix this. Are there any STARS-members over there? If I haven't counted wrong, two of them might have gotten lost during Bravo's run towards the mansion. Two who weren't killed by the dogs..."

"Yeah, there are two here, though one of them seems to be very badly injured. He was probably attacked by one of Umbrella's toys. He can barely walk."

Wesker smirked. Then they're all where I want them to be. "William, get over here, and we'll blow up the Training Facility. Then, we'll continue with the original plan." With that, he hung up the phone. I'll make sure it all goes according to my plans...

When William finally entered the control room, he sat down in a chair next to Wesker, breathing heavily.

Wesker looked at him and smirked. "Why are you so tired? You look like someone who just ran for his life..." William glared at him.

"Funny Albert, very funny." he shook his head, now smiling instead of glaring. "Well, at least it proves that you still have some of your humor left..."

"And what is that supposed to mean?"

"I just..." William sighed. "I know what you've been through, okay? But Albert... it was more than ten years ago! Why don't you just let go of it?"

Wesker looked away, unknowingly biting his lower lip. He had to calm down, getting angry at William wouldn't make things better now. "I know that, William. I know that it probably never meant anything to her, but it was real for me. It's jut that... never mind. Can we pleasecontinue this conversation another time? I believe we have more important things to do than discuss what can't be changed, like getting rid of the Training Facility and James Marcus once and for all."

"Right, I'll take care of that, and you'll focus on the STARS. But... don't you think they'll hear the blow? It's not really silent..."

"They might." Wesker replied calmly. But that doesn't mean that they can do anything about it, can they?"

Just as he'd finished that sentence, William nodded, and the sound of a loud explosion could be heard through Raccoon Forest.

"Wow." William said. "We're far away from it, but we could still hear it that good. Umbrella sure has some good explosions." He grinned. "As long as it couldn't be heard all the way to the city... And I just hope that the Ecliptic Express didn't take any damage."

"And why is that?" Wesker was trying to locate all of the surviving STARS. William still wasn't aware of how troublesome it'd possibly get. "It's just a train anyway..."

"I was thinking about using it to get out of here. Annette can probably pick me up a bit down along the tracks, don't want her to get attacked by the dogs... Of course, I'd have to blow the train up to clear all of the evidence."

"Oh, so now you care about your wife?" he was almost finished locating them.

"My G-virus is important to me, and she knows it." He mumbled.

"If you say so..." before William could reply, Wesker quickly changed the subject. "Okay, so the problem over here is that Jill..." he pointed at the right monitor. "...soon will meet these two, Rebecca and Chris, and of course, Richard." As he said the names, he let William know who he was talking about by pointing at the right monitors. There were a few to keep track of... "So, what do you suggest we do about it?"

"You said that you'd convinced Barry to work with you, right?" Wesker nodded in reply. "Then how about you contact him, and get him to meet that duo?"

"Good idea, William. Maybe I could get him to come out from the balcony – Forest is over there, dead of course – and lure them in there. No doubt, Forest will soon turn into a mindless zombie."

His friend nodded. "Do it, Albert."

"You'll never stop calling me that, will you?" he asked as he picked up his radio. William and his wife, Annette, were the only ones who still called him by his first name, while the rest knew him simply as Wesker. And of course, he'd blame the name-change on her. Then again, it actually was her fault.

"Nope, no matter how-"

Wesker had raised his free hand, indicating that he was about to use the radio, and William fell silent. He pushed the button, and began to talk. "Barry, listen to me carefully. I need you to head back to the front hall, to the balcony on the second floor. You already know who's lying there, so it won't be a surprise for you. When I give you a signal, you have to head out t the hall again, make it look like you just found out about him being dead. Convince your two friends about it, and get them to enter. Make sure they stay there for a while, and then go through the door right next to it in the hall. You'll find Jill and Richard there, pretend that you're surprised to see them there. Jill has already seen Forest. And remember, I'll be watching you closely." Without waiting for a reply, he turned off the radio.

"Um... are you sure he'll remember all of that? Was a lot of information, you know."

"Oh, he knows perfectly fine that he has to listen to what I tell him. After all, I've got his dear family..."

"And that's just a lie, isn't it? You sure are cruel..."

"Well, I might be, but at least I got him to do what I want." He looked at the monitors. "It looks like Barry has made it to the balcony. It's showtime."

"But Albert, how could you be so sure which way the duo would take? I mean, from where they were, there's a lot of paths to choose between. What made you think they'd choose this one?"

"I was simply hoping they would. If they hadn't, I would've thought of something else. But since that's not a problem now, let's watch the show." He turned up the volume, and leant back in the chair. He would definitely enjoy this. It was way too easy to plant a spy without anyone knowing it. This would indeed turn out to be a night to remember. And speaking of spies...

"Um... Albert... I think you need to see this..."