When Albert had finally stopped crying, Claire was able to wipe the blood from his bruised face.
"Thank you." He said, with a muffled sniff.
"You're welcome." Claire, again felt her heart sink as she stared at him. He looked like Wesker, he even sounded like him, but he just wasn't. In fact, his eyes were dark blue, not red. "You're not evil, are you." Claire hadn't asked him, she only stated the obvious.
"I'd like to believe that." Albert wiped his eyes. "But, everyone, especially that angry man thinks that I'm some type of terrorist. What did I do to make him hate me so much?"
"It's a long story...but I think there's more to it than that...do you remember anything?" Claire placed a hand on his shoulder.
"When I try hard...I remember..." He squinted his eyes. "A girl..."
"That's it!" Claire encouraged.
"She...her...she was young, a child! She...had a sandwich in her hand...she had stolen it! She was an orphan that had run away from her home! She had stolen something from me!"
"What was her name? How old did she look?" Claire was gettings somewhere.
"She was about, two or three...and her name, I remember, was Ada Wong."
Ada lightly drank a sip of her strong wine. She only had wine, as she told herself, on special occasions. However, she was rather confused. She knew she had to do it, but she felt guilty handing the man who raised her over to the B.S.A.A. But she had to do it! Because of the recent threats of, what she presumed to be a slowly rising branch of the late Umbrella organization, she needed to make sure that Albert couldn't be used.
"Uhg!" She placed her head in her hands. She remembered a solid image of her entering the old Umbrella facility and actually seeing scientist, and researchers at work. She was lucky to find Albert alive in a testing room. Still, she had no idea how they managed to get him from the lava, completely intact. They had to experiment on him, or at least run through test.
Ada was lucky that she escaped with her own life! The facility guards had attacked her without question upon knowing her identity. They had gone after her when she managed to kidnap their prized experiment, Albert Wesker.
To her luck, she found him oblivious. She could only imagine that he was tortured and tested on until he lost his mind completely.
"Miss, would you like a refill?" The bartender had peered from behind the counter. He wore a bright smile on his young face.
"No, thank you." Ada grinned. "I was just leaving."
That night was warm. A nice summer breeze swept through short hair.
Ada looked around at all the people walking in the streets. She saw couples, hand in hand and for a second, she wished that she was holding hands with the man she loved. But he was long gone, and engaged to someone else who gave him more love than she could.
Ada tried, she tried to be with him, but that only put his life in danger. Now, she regretted it, every bit of it, but she had other matters to attend to.
For instance, a new Umbrella that she's not a part of, and Albert Wesker, or was it Sullivan?
I had a terrible day, reviews would be appreciated.
I don't own Resident Evil.