I haven't uploaded any fanfics for a long time now, so I figured it was time to do something about it XD "The Fall" never got a real ending - until now. It feels more finished than it did before, so I'm happy enough ^^


Wesker was sure he wouldn't have to worry about Julie anymore after this. Sure, her words had been cold, but he knew that they were true, and now, he could concentrate on more important matters instead. The STARS-members thought that he was dead –and they would soon have their very last battle, the Tyrant would surely kill them – but whatever it was that William Birkin had given the Alpha Team captain had revived him, and he was once again back among the living, even if he didn't feel as "alive" as before. The Tyrant's big claw had pierced right through him, and before the virus – was that what it was, a virus? – began to do its work, he had been dead, but now, he was alive again, and the wound in his stomach didn't hurt as much as it had only moments before.

He walked up to the main computer in the room. He knew that since the self-destruct system was activated, that he didn't have much time, but he figured that he at least could steal a little information from Umbrella before the whole place blew up. The computer was already turned on, the screensaver which was Umbrella's logo was spinning slowly in the middle of the otherwise black screen, so he started to type as soon as he got his hands on the keyboard, taking off his sunglasses as the computer loaded. When he'd taken them off, he suddenly remembered what he'd told William was the reason why he wore them, and when his mind wandered back to the labs where he'd learnt about Julie's betrayal, all those years ago, he smirked at the memory. "Red from crying" was what he'd told his old friend. But that was far from the truth.

"She didn't have to punch me…" he murmured, slightly amused. "Had to wear those stupid sunglasses only to hide the black eye…" but still, Wesker had gotten so used to wearing them, that even when the marking had disappeared, he kept them on. He was sure he was considered being crazy because of that, but now, after taking the substance that probably was a virus after all, he had a whole new reason to keep the shades on again. Though, he wouldn't find that out for himself until later…

An electronic voice from the computer caught his attention, it had finally finished loading. Though, the Red Queen – Umbrella's newly installed computer system, which, much to Wesker's aggravation, even had a voice – didn't seem to want to co-operate with him this time. "Due to the emergency condition, all data has been backed up to the U.M.F-013."

"What?" Wesker said tiredly and sighed, typing in more commands. He would have his way, and he didn't care if the computer system would let him or not. He pressed enter, and a warning sign came up on the screen in front of him."Wesker, Albert." The Red Queen continued. "I have taken it upon my authority to revoke your access privileges to the mainframe system."

"Impossible!" he said under his breath, slamming his fist right into the screen. "You will regret this my lady. That, I promise." He was angry. And one of the many effects from the virus made itself clear, even though he himself wasn't aware of it. His eyes turned red, if only for a second. "Time to make a slight change in the plan then." He mumbled. "I'll collect the data later, I need to concentrate on securing an escape-route first of all..." the self-destruct system was still running, an electronic voice – not the Red Queen, thankfully, he'd had enough of her already – told him about it every ten seconds or so, the voice barely making itself heard over the loud warning beam that could've been mistaken by a fire-alarm. As he hurried out of the lab, his mind began to line up the possible side-effects that the virus might give him. He hadn't seen his own ice blue eyes turning red himself yet, but he still kind of knew that something like that would occur sooner or later. He'd seen that on a few of the early test-subjects of Umbrella's viruses.

The "side-effect" that his mind seemed to be most interested in for the moment was what had happened to Lisa Trevor. The Progenitor virus had been tested on her and her mother, and since it didn't give any results on her mother, Jessica, she'd been killed, and Lisa was left alone. The virus mutated her into a monster, and Wesker wasn't completely sure of what had happened to her. If anything like that was going to happen to him... he didn't want to think about it, couldn't. But he'd known from the second he took the virus that he'd never be the same again, he'd change once more, but he didn't know in what ways.

He walked out of the elevator, it had finally reached the surface. That elevator had always been slow, and he hated it even more now, when his time was running out this fast. Right now, it even seemed like the elevator back in the lab was faster than this one, and that wasn't a good sign. All he had to do now was to hurry through the courtyard, get inside the mansion once again, and escape from there. He should have enough time to do that, though he didn't want to risk anything. He didn't want to get blown up along with the mansion, not now, not when he was alive again. Not now, when he'd leave the sinking ship that was Umbrella and go through with his plans without the company that had first made him aware of the possibility of creating bio-organic weapons.

Minutes later – valuable minutes later – he was running in the forest surrounding the big mansion. Just as he was far away enough from it, the whole place exploded, and the self-destruct system had once again proven to be working just fine. Wesker only hoped that the very few STARS-members that he hadn't managed to get rid off had blown up with it, but that small gang seemed to have a lot of different ways of getting away from danger just in time.

He watched as the big flames from the explosion destroyed it all completely. He didn't need Umbrella anymore, he would be just fine without them. And besides, a new horizon stretched out before him... He picked up the small card that Julie had given him, and a new plan was formed in his mind. He knew that this would be the right choice. Joining the Agency was something he surely wouldn't regret, no matter if that was where Julie worked or not. Only the future knew what was going to happen. Either way, he'd be sure to be there to witness the fall of Umbrella.

---The End---