Chapter 4: Alliance

I knew revealing my identity would surely intrigue Albert. Although I had stabilized the strain of virus from the Progenitor Virus, which Spencer called the Immortality Virus or as I call it, the S-Virus(named after the old fart), but it still lacked the tenacity to remain long in the subjects' system. The virus, albeit a strain of the Progenitor virus, was much weaker. It would be completely destroyed by the human immune system in a matter of days. The test subjects survived the procedure and gain superhuman abilities, but all that will slowly deteriorate and they eventually return to normal again. There have been no side effects so far but what's the use of manufacturing a virus that isn't permanent and needs to be administered every couple of days? I needed something stronger and lasting. I did however, reported to Spencer stating my research has yielded fruit; while I was away on an island in the Southern Seas that he has graciously provided me, along with endless resources. He was so pleased to hear that my research had been a success. Had he not been the mad old man he was, I would've obliged him with the S-virus that he needed to continue living.

But sadly we did not share the same vision. It was foolish of him to reveal his plans to me at such early stage. He had made the fatal mistake of revealing the Wesker Project and his fail safe. I knew since I was young that I wasn't the regular child I had hoped to be. I never knew my parents, as I was separated from them since my birth. I knew my existence was… different. And when Spencer had revealed to me his true intentions and my origins, my instinct was proven to be correct. It is true that he has instill his values, thoughts, beliefs and dreams into each of us Wesker children. However, you can only control a human mind to a certain extent. I was of higher intellect, compared to Spencer. Thus it was only natural that I soon questioned the values and morale that he had instilled in me all this while. He believed that kidnapping children of superior intellect and administering the Progenitor Virus to usher in a new era for mankind can justify his cruelty. I, on the other hand, begged to differ. I can't see the logic behind becoming a superior breed of human race, but lack the emotions and traits which make us human. I shudder at the thought of not possessing any compassion, pity or empathy for that matter.

What Spencer wants in humans can be easily achieved through the creation of robots. That has been the primary motive behind my treason. I beat myself because of it sometimes. Spencer wasn't just an old man on life-support. Sure, he had been a cold-hearted bastard for killing countless lives just to satisfy his enormous ego and not to mention his severe god-complex, but he still gave me the best of things that this life could offer. Although he had never said so, but I knew deep down he loved me. Maybe not as a son, but it was good enough to know that he loved me.

My only wish is that he would change his goal of forced evolution. There are many other more advantageous means to use these viruses besides fucking the world over with it, although I won't deny that selling them as biological weapons have greatly aided me in funding my researches. I know I am no different with Spencer, when it came to this aspect, but at least my goal is to help the human race, not force it into near extinction. With that thought in mind, I have been persistently searching for the right virus to assimilate itself with the S-virus to produce the perfect, stable virus, which will ensure that mankind will not only survive, but evolve into greater beings. Sadly I've tried almost every single virus but all had failed. T-Virus, G-Virus, T-Veronica, and many other combinations were attempted, but ultimately, all failed to assimilate with the S-virus. The viruses mentioned did not just assimilate with the S-virus; they eventually devoured the weaker strain and turn its host into bloody abominations! Hell, Albert has spawned enough of those repulsive creatures, I doubt humanity needs another mad scientist coughing out flesh-eating creatures which looked like something that was spawned out of Satan's asshole. Las Plagas, however, showed promising results, but alas, it was a disappointment. It successfully assimilated itself with the S-virus without destroying it, but Las Plagas' characteristics were too dominant and it overshadowed S-virus' traits. I need a virus that would strengthen the S-virus and at the same time, its hazardous traits remain dormant. Hopefully, Uroboros will give me the results I so desire. If it doesn't, I'll probably just head down to the sewers and slit my jugulars there with a god damn plastic butter knife.

I must admit, Spencer did succeed in instilling his vision into me, but I would rather not put mankind through the atrocity that Spencer had. Besides, kidnapping children all over the world isn't as easy as it sounds and that makes me look like a pedophile… Which, I'd like to clarify, I AM NOT! Despite the Progenitor Virus flowing through my veins, I still kept most of my humanity and most of my sense of humour(or at least I think I have one), too bad the same cannot be said for Albert.

"If I share my research with you, what would I obtain in return for my knowledge?"

Albert said to me, with a tone colder than ice, while trying to stand up from the position he was in. His snake-like eyes were glowing as he locked eyes with me. I knew I would be placing a huge bet when I decided to work with Albert, he wasn't the type you'd go around inviting to secret meetings and expect him to have your back. Hell, he's the type that would stick a 6 feet sword into your back while you weren't looking. After seeing him betray Spencer and single-handedly sinking Umbrella, I doubt this guy here would play nice. BUT… damn it, WHY the hell does everything have to contain the word BUT!He's no doubt a valuable resource and I'm not about to let him waltz out of the door without spitting out what he knows, well not that he could anyways. Maybe I should threaten him with violence, since he's not the only one who can move like Neo from the Matrix. Hell, I'm pretty good at that myself.

Nah, there's no way he'd be intimidated by aggression. That guy is probably the most sadistic bastard in the world. If the reports about him are true, then all the more he wouldn't even flinch when I settle on sticking needles and slicing him open or playing surgeon with his organs. No, I need to entice him with something he won't be able to refuse.

At that split second, an idea hatched in my mind. I smiled to myself, assured that he wouldn't refuse this offer. Or at least, I hope he wouldn't.

The fool had been gawking at me for quite a while now. What in the hell does he have in mind?

A sinister grin escaped his lips. I know that grin too well, because I've seen myself with that same smug on my face. It only happens when I've thought of a perfectly ingenious plan, or when I'm about to dispose of a certain obstacle hindering my goals. Alex is without a doubt, plotting something. Infuriated by the waiting, I wasted no more time and spoke.

"Are you trying to make me angry or are you just REALLY slow?"

Albert's voice shook me back to the present, his fingers tapping impatiently on the bed where he once slept on. Huh… Someone's obviously having his PMS.

"You asked what you get in return for aiding me with Uroboros, well… How about another chance in life and wiping off your sworn enemy right off the face of the earth? I gathered that you have a strong dislike for Chris Redfield from the BSAA. Am I correct? If you help me, I'll let you use everything I have to get back your revenge. We can even continue on with…uh… whatever that you have planned previously. So what say you?"

His fingers stopped tapping. It's fairly obvious that he's pondering and weighing his decisions. Knowing Albert, he isn't the type that forgets about people who screwed his plans of world domination, TWICE, to boot. I may not know him personally, but I'm well aware of his tendency to hunt down and torture the living shit out of those he hates begrudgingly.

I'm pretty sure he won't be able to resist this offer.

The room fell deadly silent, only the steady beeping from a monitor was heard. Albert was still deep in thought, but I'm 99.9% percent confident he won't pass this offer.

I have you where I want you, Albert. The thought itself gave me a reason to remain in delight for the rest of the day.

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Anyways, sorry if the story's moving too slow for you. My new trimester started a few days ago therefore writing becomes a lil' tougher with uni work pouring in. Once more, many thanks for giving my modest story a chance. *insert fist here for internet brofist* XD