It has been a month since I was "allowed" into the Uroboros project, and things are going off without a hitch. Slowly but surely I fell into a routine. This action in itself was an important one as it allowed me to fall to the background. In order to get deeper into the Uroboros project, I had to gain his trust. All in all, things were going to plan except for one person, Excella Gionne. She rarely left Wesker's side, the only times she did was when: she goes to the bathroom, when she goes to sleep, when he is doing his research, or when he's training. I could tell the woman was into Albert.
"Ms. Lancaster please report to the training facility in thirty minutes." the harpies voice rang throughout the common areas. I stood up from my bed and started to dress pulling my hair back into a basic braid and dressing in my basic training uniform. I only wished it had sleeves and that I didn't have to wear stupid glasses. The glasses were a part of Vladimir's design for Angelis virus subjects. The virus causes mutation in the retina, augmenting the minds ability to process sharper images in a mere hundred thousandth of a second. The major drawback was light had to be drowned out as the retina's sensitivity to light had became maximized. The secondary effect was a change in color in the iris ranging from black with meant minor acceptance, grey with moderate acceptance of the virus, leaving the final stage cobalt blue with a silver outline which represented a perfect match.
I opened the door and sighed as I started down the corridor. The place didn't warm up to me at all in the past month. Not like anyone expected to be welcomed in a concrete prison like this. Sigh, I believe the expression was out of the frying pan and into the fire. I bet even debt collectors had an easier time with their work. I march into the training room and Jill is already there.
"I guess he has me assigned to train with you again," I spoke rolling my neck.
"That's right as much as it pains me to consistently fight a 24-year-old with umbrella training. This damn thing means I have to do that bastards business." Jill spoke pointing to the device now covered by her battle suit.
"Yea we may not like it so let's get it over with," I started getting into a combat position.
I and Jill spared for roughly thirty minutes. After a few sets of blows, one on us either ended up in a leg or armbar. At this point, I was sore from the constant twisting of joints so I took it upon myself to make sure I won this so I didn't get reprimanded for 'holding back'. Jill wrapped her legs around I grabbed her knees putting pressure on the nerve endings in the back of her knee making her release me. With a massive pull, I flipped her on to her stomach then while standing on the top of her spine bent her thighs behind her back putting her in a Single leg Boston crab lock.
Jill screamed in agony, I place more pressure on the curvature of her back. Doing this causes pressure on her lungs and she had to stop screaming. Attempting to clutch her neck I twisted her leg causing her body to spasm in pain. She let out a raspy screech indicating she was running out of oxygen. She threw her head back and tapping the stone cold floor. I released Jill from the hold and she rolled away from me. I was tempted to throw back my head and start laughing sadistically; however, figuring I needed to keep my composer in front of my old partner.
It was at this moment I heard a slow clap. Turning I faced Wesker, who was just entering the room. The sound was coming from him.
"Impressive while I wasn't expecting anything out of the ordinary, That last spar showed me one thing, Ms. Valentine you are not strong enough to be Ms. Lancasters sparring partner anymore." He said to Jill who was trying to pull her self over to the bench, "I believe you need more of a challenge Alistar, I could tell the times Jill was the victor you were blatantly holding back."
"It was that obvious huh? I must be getting rusty, Surgei used to make sure female agents appear weak and fragile even during combat." I rolled my eyes as Jill panted looking slightly shocked, "It is not much you can do though it's not like there are any others I train with.".
"This is where you are wrong, I can think of one person who can for sure be an excellent sparring partner for you." He stood and got into a combative stance, " and he is standing right in front of you.".
Within a blink of an eye he was right in front of me causing me to jump back, "Che always expect the unexpected, I should have figured you meant your self."
I sprang at him the heel of my palm slamming into his side. After a light grunt, he grabbed my ankle and slammed his elbow into my shin bruising it without a doubt. I jolted back lowering my torso to my knee grasping my calf. Breathing quickly I stood up and grabbed a small box from my pocket. Inside were 3 green pills that lightly smelled of wintergreen, clicking my tongue in irritation as I had so few. I couldn't waste these not for training.
"Is that all you got or did your teacher just waste time on you," Wesker stated with a snide smirk gracing his features.
That there pissed me off and made my blood pump faster easing the pain in my shin. This small action allowed me to take a quick deep breathe then lunge straight at him twisting slamming my foot into his left hamstring following with a haymaker to his jaw. The fire was lit under my feet once more. At that point, Wesker was staggering backward.
"I don't know you tell me," I started rolling my neck three distinct pops were heard as the tension was released from the muscles surrounding the spinal column.
Regaining his composure the smirk now wiped off his face, he proceeded to attempt to do an uppercut and at this point, I countered and meet his strikes blow for blow. We were in this heated state for roughly five minutes. Constantly matching each other not letting the other person gain the upper hand; however, Wesker had more force behind his. I knew at this rate I'd be the one on the ground in agony after this transaction if I didn't turn the tables quickly. I pulled my knife out of its holster and spun on my heel the blade snagging and cutting through Weskers clothes.
This caused him to stagger back a bit. Was it fear, I highly doubt it. Was it I surprised him that was more likely the case. My guess pure instinct, that was definitely it as he didn't seem fazed.
"That was close, I'm glad you are using the tools I supplied to you, it will make you more of an asset; however, I grow bored of our little spar." He said walking toward me.
"Me and you both," I stepped sending my self flying forward triggering my speed, "let's finish this."
My knife was tucked up next to my arm as I flew towards him. He smirked and disappeared. I realized too late he had just run behind me. Quickly I rotated my body, but I was to slow. His elbow slammed into my side sending me into the floor. The impact causing to jerk my neck back. Pain ricocheted throughout my side causing my lungs and chest to spasm. I closed my eyes trying to catch my breath.
"You impress me Alistar, your teacher taught you well. I believe it is time for you to prove your loyalty to me." Wesker stood over me.
Forcing my self up, taking the compliment as it was a rarity to come from him. I only ever heard him give out complements three times in the years we were together. I raced to try and get my breath back to normal. Slowly but surely I stood up grasping my side. My ribs were for damn sure bruised if not minorly fractured.
"Heh, if you sending me on a mission I recommend waiting till the bruising is at least mildly subsided." I started releasing the grip on my side and lightly coughed, "I may be 'enhanced' but my healing is nowhere near where it should be."
Wesker exhaled slightly annoyed but knew I spoke the truth. "Fine I will allow some time for you to prep and recover from our spar; however, I'm doing the briefing in the conference room within the next fifteen minutes. I require you to escort me and attend."
"Understood." I dusted my self off and tightened my ponytail.
"Good now follow me," he started walking out of the room and I followed closely behind.
My hand was on the hilt of my knife. In all honesty, I could have stabbed him in the back but where would that get me. I had just started to earn his trust, for mine and Alistars plan to work I needed to get him to trust me at least to the point where he thought of me like Birkin. His only 'true' friend. My plan was now full started and nothing will stop me.
After walking for seven minutes Excella called Wesker, "Albert there is a situation in Uroboros lab 3, please hurry.".
Wesker looked fucking livid, "I'll handle it.". He hung up.
"Problem sir?" I asked the rhetorical question, I knew what Excella had said.
"GO HANDLE THE SITUATION! SHE IS SO GOD DAMN INCOMPETENT!" he shouted his eyes glowing a furious red, "I expect you to be in the debriefing in thirty minutes MAX!".
"Yes, sir!" I saluted and ran towards the lab. I knew if Uroboros in this uncompleted state would decimate everything I was planning. From what I had seen it was far too toxic to be considered to be completed. It took less than five minutes to get there going at full speed. when I got to the lab a large swirl of tentacles was poking from under the door. I quickly slid past them and headed to the actual safety area.
Kicking the door down Excella was staring straight at me in total shock, "WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU DOING HERE I CALLED ALBERT!".
pulling an orange tab from my pocket I tossed it into my mouth, "Wesker sent me to handle it, and what the hell were you doing? There is a briefing meeting in the next two minutes and I know you are by his side during those. you know what never mind stay right fucking here while I clean up your damn mess.".
"AND WHAT WILL EATING CANDY DO FOR THIS MESS!" she shouted.
Swallowing the tab I ran out towards the mass of tentacles and into the storage room. quickly I shuffled through the combat gear until I found what I was looking for a folding black wakizashi with a purple chamber in the body of the blade. Good to see my equipment was still in good condition, this bad boy was hidden in my rifle parts. I grabbed three incendiary grenades and a couple cans of kerosene. I walked out as the Angelis virus was activating the silicon particles in the air and it surrounded my eyes creating a black glass vizor of sorts (picture dawn wing lunala or blade wolf from metal gear solid) electricity ran down the arm holding my wakizashi which was now fully unfolded. I left the storage room and walked towards the B.O.W. The door opened.
Excella saw me in full view she cowering behind the glass, "afraid of your own product such a damn shame let me show you true acceptance of what this life leads." I spoke loudly.
The creature hearing me rushed at me, smirking I swiftly dodged shoving one of the incendiary grenades into the mass of moving worms. I dropped the pin and the device burst the B.O.W. was on fire. I jumped up and threw the other two and the burst from the heat engulfing the bastard in even more flames. I rushed it swing the wakizashi the electric current freely flowing from the purple chamber. the slashes I was landing held at least three million volts each swing the chamber was a specialized tesla coil allowing me to freely charge the blade. the thing collapsed and started to dissolve somewhat. my time was running out. throwing the kerosene cans I watched the cans shatter and coat the remaining lump of Uroboros in the fuel.
"It looks like I'm your end of days." with a single step I was just past the near-dead beast my blades chamber no longer releasing energy and my electricity died down. the thing was convulsing and I snapped and a massive jolt radiated from the metal of the cans causing the kerosene to ignite causing flames to explode from the now dead corpse. the smell of burning flesh filled the room.
with a smirk, I strode out and towards the room Excella was now exiting when she stared at me I could tell she was seething, jealous perhaps "I don't care for what you have to say. this is your life and if you can't handle a weakling like that then you should not be here. learn your damn place Ms. Gionne and another thing he'd would never love such a fucking twit like you. did you honestly think I'd eat a fucking mint before B.O.W. combat? That was a specialized drug to rapidly trigger the Angelis virus, great I'm going to be late. get out of my way." I turned to push past her and headed back to the conference room.
It took me three minutes to get to where the briefing was, "here sir." I spoke while entering the room.
"Ahh ms. Lancaster twenty-eight minutes on the dot. I presume the incident got taken care of." he spoke sitting in a massive office chair.
"yes sir its..." suddenly the vizor had shattered, time was up. my vision blurred and I fell backward. Darkness crept into my eyesight and I stared into a shard of the virus created glass. my eyes were grey with a few specks of blue filtering through. once again I pass out from total exhaustion.
hey everyone Sliva here. so a lot has happened ended up having to switch jobs. not exactly happy about the situation. I do apologize if updates are slow I'm in training again and the schedule is brutal. my sleep schedule is forked beyond compare currently because of it. yay insomnia. oh well, it gave me time to write. The next chapter is in the works. my name is silfarianhawk and I'm not so far away