A/N: Here is the final chapter enjoy I will be making a Resident Evil 5 one so be on the look out for it :3
Chapter 6: FINAL
Amanda looked at Wesker as he slept beside her, for five years she believed him to be dead and he believed her to be the same. For five years she had raised their daughter, maybe once this was over they could finally be a family and she would be his bride. She loved him more than her own life and would die to protect him form any devil that tried to bring him harm. He was her life, her world, her mate. She smiled "What are you smiling about dear heart?"asked Albert as he put an arm around her pulling her closer.
She smiled "Just thinking how for five years we been without each other and how we thought each other to be dead."she said.
She felt him kiss the top of her head "Dear Heart, don't let such trivial things make you lose sight of the present and the future."he said.
She sat up and looked at him a snow white brow arched in surprise "Since when did you become so wise?"she asked
"When I met a beautiful she devil five years ago."he said looking up at her
"Do I need to claw a bitches heart out?"she teased
"No Dear Heart not at all."he said
"Oh and why is that?"she asked leaning over him.
He pulled her close to where their lips were inches apart "Because Dear Heart that she devil is you."he said
"Ya know if I ever meet that Emily bitch I'll kick her ass."she said.
Albert laughed at that "I imagine you would."he said taking her lips hungerly.
She moaned into the kiss as he forced her on to her back, looks like it was time for round nine and she wouldn't have it any other way.
1 years later
Amanda had been missing for three damn years after a mission to a ware house with her brothers. He wasn't stupid he knew who had her question was would the old bastard admit to it? He had dispatched the final guard as he entered the Library "What you seek is dead Albert. I had her killed for your mistakes months ago."said the old man
"You lie Spencer."he said.
Spencer hit a button on his wheel chair before a flash bang blinded him when it cleared his blood ran colder than before. Inside a jar preserved in time was the pain etched expression of his beloved. Their daughter had no mother now, and he roared in agony and anguish. His love was dead again, this time nothing would bring her back.
Some where in Europe
Ozwall E Spencer knew Wesker would hunt him down. His little 'ploy' had worked. Albert Wesker would finish what he, Ozwell E Spencer started. He admitted he felt bad for lying to Wesker about the death of his beloved. He would have Wesker kill the billions necessary to resurrect Mundus and usher in a new millennium of chaos one that the bloodline of Sparta would not win against.
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In a hidden chamber of the estate in a tube sleeps a woman with hair as white as snow her name unknown to her by the experiments performed on her. Her heart wrenches in pain for another's pain, a man with no name or face, but hair of gold and eyes that of a cats that glow red in rage for a fallen lover.
That is all for book two be on the look out for book 3.
