The darkness I was surrounded by was thick and heavy. It was like wading through syrup but I just was there stuck. It had a devastating grip. This was the side effect I never was able to remove from the orange tablet. It was a viral trigger that was meant to give a temporary boost that would wear off without another drug. It worked but with a major drawback. The mind did not rest after the body fainted. The user falls into a comatose state with their subconscious fully firing. I was reliving in my memories...and it was Hell.
The darkness started to conform to a room. It was my old dorm room from the training facility. As I look around a teenage Albert was behind me on my bed asleep. This was the day after Alistar was conceived. I brushed his hair back as it was a bit unruly.
"If you only knew what you would become, maybe we could have changed our fate." I knew the Wesker of back then wouldn't have heard me after all this was just a dream I was stuck in. I heard banging on the door. It was going to either be Marcus or William coming to get Wesker from my room.
"Alistar wake up." A muffled voice said.
Alistar... I was confused. I was suffering from the side effects of the meds there was no way I was coming out this soon. The voice came again.
"Ms. Lancaster wake up." It was garbled but I knew the tone.
Wesker was trying to wake me up. Time was not on my side at this point. While I hated this side effect it is the one time the only time I could say what I needed to say even though nothing changed.
I walked over to the bed and sat down next to the younger form of Albert. He stirred and drearily opened his green eyes.
"Yes, my lotus?" He asked looking relaxed and at ease.
I simply smiled, "Its nothing just getting ready to leave." The door pounded again, "Just remember even if we go through Hell and I may grow cold. My feelings are still the same. I will bring these days back."
"You are as difficult to understand as ever." the young Albert said as the darkness faded and with my heart in shards back to reality.
I slowly opened my eyes and was immediately greeted by the sound of a heart monitor with a sigh I spoke: "I am awake sir.".
"Ah, Ms. Lancaster glad to see you have finally awoken. Wesker had just stepped out to receive a phone call if that was who you were calling sir." a young man about twenty-five stood over me in a white lab coat. He had dull auburn hair as if he were stressed.
"That explains why had heard his voice. I don't believe we've met, I've have been in the medical wing multiple times but I don't believe ever seen you." I spoke looking confused.
He let out a small chuckle, "My name is Steve Burnside. I have been Wesker's assistant since the winter of 1999."
My jaw nearly hit the floor, this man in front of me was the boy from Rockfort Island. I was told by Claire he had passed away do to the T-Veronica mutating his body beyond reconition. I was there during that whole ordeal, Vladimir wanted me to "take care of" a loose cannon the was starting to cause Umbrella some issues. That loose cannon was Alfred Ashford. The man was demented, he paraded him self around dressed like his sister. Apperently Vladmir wasn't impressed with his last check up on him and decided to send in a silencing squad.
He was a brat but sweet at the same time. He didn't deserve what Umbrella did to him or his family. I had to hide my emotions about Claire or I would off broken down.
"It's a pleasure to meet you, Steve, my name is Alistar Lancaster." I smiled, "It is a pleasure to meet you. Can I make a guess?"
"Of course have at it." he chuckled and sat on the small circular chair.
I and steve had a nice conversation. I asked whether or not he had been my caretaker from the beginning. M suspion was correct, Steve had been the one taking care of medically. The reason I hadn't met him previously was I had woken up when either Wesker was in the room and didn't want him in the room or he was on break. He told me about his day to day life. I even learned there was a pyschatrist on staff. That fact alone surprised me. It seemed Wesker was trying to make his staff comfortable.
"It seems like he is trying to take care of his staff, unlike Umbrella," I muttered.
"Pardon?" steve asked.
"Oh sorry, It's just I'm surprised at how there is so much for the staff. I didn't think Wesker would have so many accomidations for staff. My teacher told he normally didn't care about his staff execpt his spies." I spoke.
"Your teacher was his wife, right? What was she like?." He asked.
That shut me up quick how was I going to play this, "That's a tough one when I knew her she was cold and distant. A creature of her enviornment to say. She was caged by Sergei and made into a tool of his personal uses, but even though that was happening she was still caring. I miss her dearly. Can I tell you something in confidence, Steve?"
He turned and locked the door, "Sure what is it?"
I waited a few moments and sighed, "I shouldn't be calling her my teacher. It is something Colonel Sergei told me out of spite. That is the winter of 1982 a woman by the name Tabitha Redfield gave up a child to keep her away from Umbrella. That child was taken in by a family in Russia. 17 years later an outbreak happened in a small village west of Moscow. That was the village I was living in. Vladmir took me to the facility and put me in a tank and expirimented on my body. He turned me into a clone of my mom of sorts, my D.N.A matchs hers almost completely 95 percent to be exact."
"So that means!" he stared in shock.
"I'm her daughter and a member of the Redfield family. She never dared to tell me, I think deep down she regretted not to tell me." I looked away seeming to be depressed.
"Does Wesker know about this?" Steve looked at me concerned.
"I don't know, I delivered her journal to him per her request but I don't know if she even spoke of it on there." I started knowing that I said a lie, "I know that lady would somehow twist that knowledge to say I'm trying to extort Wesker."
"Ha, you mean Excella? You're probably right." Steve chuckled.
"Why he hire an idiot like that I wouldn't be able to guess." I sighed.
"And who is this isiot you are talking about Ms. Lancaster." the door opened and Wesker walked in.
"No one of importance sir. I apologize for my collapsing sir it seems the drug I had taken side effects was worse than last time. If possible I'd still like to take part in the mission." I lowered my head. I was genuinly upset with myself that I h ad to rely on the drug Sergei designed.
"Raise your head, Ms. Lancaster. I do still intend on sending you on that mission I'll debrief you here to make sure no more strain is placed on your body," he stated almost chidingly as if reprimanding me like I damaged an asset.
"Understood sir." I rose my head and cracked my neck.
Wesker went into the details of the mission. It was a three-prong mission that included escort duty for Irving and intel gathering on the B.S.A.A. so Wesker can stay a step ahead of them. The final part was going to retrieve an item from the desolated area that was once Raccoon city. The Connections found an old Umbrella site southwest of the Arklay mountains. He wanted it destroyed. This was understandable the Connections was a dirty group, dirty enough Vladimir had me keep an eye on them from the shadows.
Steve looked worried about me and spoke up, "Sir with all that has happened with her medically in the past month I believe this to be an ill course of action. I believe that she should be escorted by medical staff. It would risk her being captured by the B.S.A.A. if she were to have a fainting spell."
"Mr. Burnside that is a decent idea however none of the medical team has much combat experience." Wesker shot down the idea.
"I volunteer. Sir as much as I hate what happened I survived the Rockfort Island incident and have an ace up my sleeve if things turn south." Steve spoke out clearly determined, "Not to mention I'm the one that has been treating her if anyone can heal her its me."
Wesker growled, "Fine then you both might as well prove your values and do something extra, In the Ohio research facility there is a B.O.W. that needs to be destroyed and you both will be the ones to handle it."
He stormed out of the room clearly pissed off. Personally I was happy that he allowed steve to come along but what was with the side jobs. I smiled at steve it looks like these next few months will be interesting.
Hey everyone sorry for the hiatus. long story short got job lost job mental hospitialization writers block near eviction starvation bed bugs. in short ive been through hell. but heres the new chapter and im starting the new chapter next