Recollection

oOo Wesker's Chapter oOo

'How cunning…'

Growling in frustration I turned to Excella who at the moment seemed too preoccupied with how she was presenting herself to me as her hands wandered to fix her skirt before shifting her posture on her heels.

Jill had eluded my sight as these busy streets only seemed to surge with even more impatient people. And to add onto my displeasure; the irritating woman beside me only purred with a smirk on her lips placing her hands on her hips adding a sway to match her brazen words.

"My, my Albert. What seems to be bothering you." Her words thick with sarcasm yet somewhere concerned curiosity. This woman believed in the ideals of playing hard to get, and surely, she should be later well acknowledged on the fact, I have no plans or desire to even play along despite her high hopes.

"We need to go now Excella."

Trying my best to be calm with this woman. Excella only seemed to take joy with the sound of her name falling from my lips apparently catching sight of a blush on her cheeks.

"What for? Can't we enjoy some time here together? And make a stronger bond?"

Sighing and ignoring my colleague's sultry comment I adjusted my sunglasses feeling them slowly slip down the bridge of my nose from sweating while out in the humid sun. I could not help but turn my attention over to the walls along the streets sidewalks, something tugged at me to scan over at what I am searching for, or rather; who.

Catching myself slipping from my train of thought, I dragged my stare over the buildings before finally giving in and turning back to a pouting Excella who was patient enough to wait for my reply.

'How surprising of her to have patience and wait.'

"There is a member of the BSAA present here and knows of my presence. If contact is made with their European branch, our chances of escape are slim. So be best depart now."

"A bit sloppy of you, hm? Albert." Teased Excella once again giving her own stressed smirk before folding her arms across her chest; which I noticed her arms flexing in order to push her breasts up a bit.

Once again ignoring the woman's flirtatious moves, I turned my heal and waved my arm forwards signifying for Excella to lead the way towards the black town car I could only assume belonged to this woman. A car of that design and expensive taste could only belong to her. And with a huff, she obediently moved onwards making our way to the car.

There to greet us was a elderly male whom bowed curtly to Excella before turning towards myself and nodded before opening the car door. Smirking as my colleague stepped in and soon myself to follow after, she reached for the phone that was placed within the cars rather lavish interior. By the expression on her face and the rather enthusiastic voice that echoed from the phones receiver; I deduced that it was Irving that was being called.

Taking the time to relax within the moving vehicle, I began to ponder whether Jill made it to a phone, or how far she made it on her own. I could not help but smirk at the idea of Ms. Valentine not making it far, which I knew to most likely be the case, still I had to know where she was…Few things within this world made me so curious; it irked me knowing I did not know. And I needed to know where Jill was.

Pausing momentarily in mid thought I caught sight of Excella's hungry eyes scanning my body. Thankfully I was wearing my sunglasses, therefore, I never had to make direct eye contact with her in order for her to continue with her frivolous attempts. However, in this pause of examining this woman; I could not help but wonder if my obsession of now wishing to know where Jill was, was one of a serious degree?

'No. But, when I do catch her again, I will make her suffer for making me once again endure these silly emotions and thoughts.'

Growling with a bitter taste in my mouth to such impervious thoughts, my right hand rose to comb my gloved fingers through my hair, it seems that such a action was becoming a habit.

With the car eventually coming to a cooing halt, I glanced over to Excella who was grinning wildly before moistening her lipstick stained lips and climbing out of the car. I suppose this woman fed greatly in the dominance she possessed against Irving, since the male seemed to quiver and tremble upon seeing her. Then again, this was Irving, this man seemed to blush and quiver upon the sight of any woman.

'How meek.'

Turning my head aside I could only close my eyes for a moment enjoying the silence within the cab of the car. Though, my attention to hearing was never gone since I remained in tune with Excella screaming at a haggling Irving about letting a woman tag along.

'Oh?'

Lips curling madly that they trembled when I attempted to remain calm, I could not help but have my heart beat drown my senses for a moment and my blood rush so swiftly through my body.

Excited, I was becoming very excited to the though, the thrill of Jill's face when she would see mine. Such exhilaration in my panting breathe before I gathered myself and opened the car door.

Much to my fortunate guess, there was Ms. Valentine, face so pale, and eyes so wide and angry. Again, her name slipped so sweetly from her full lips as I could tell again, her attempts to flee to Chris were once again flawed by my presence; as it should.

"Wesker…"

Approaching Jill, the world seemed to dull in an hue, the bickering pair of Excella and Irving now a muting lull, as my eyes remained focused on Ms. Valentine. Of course, Jill began her slow limping retreat backwards in hopes of keeping distance before turning swiftly in hopes of running though still injured. How silly of her.

Enjoying this little game of tag in celebration of our reunion, I could not help but chuckle every so often at Jill whilst I walked behind her before eventually catching up to her panting and aching form. She pushed herself to were she was clutching her sternum and heaved. Of course, I sought it to be kind as I turned her lithe figure towards me and so gratefully held her chin within my left hand tilting her head up to gaze so intently in her scared eyes before dealing a firm punch to her gut.

"Agh! Nn-nnmm.."

And down she went falling limply to the ground with a groan and pained sigh.

"You believed you could run from me Jill, but where ever you go, I will always be near. Some how, some way, I will always be behind you."

Kneeling to the floor whilst caressing Jill's brunette locks of hair, the world finally began to fade into a vivid hue and livid array of sounds as Excella screamed for my attention. Smirking and grabbing the hood of the cloak on Jill's body, I turned towards the eccentric woman dragging Jill's body along the dirt. As far as I was concerned, Jill would be broken again before being rebuilt into the right woman she should be within my existence.

If Jill so desired to return back to Chris, she would not part from me, without letting me have some fun first. In the midst of it all, I find myself however enthralled in having Ms. Valentine back so near, it makes me long for something I feel I had lost or left behind. Perhaps in this desire for guiding the world to its righteous path, this woman is a enigma of what one would call nostalgia.

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"Where are we headed to."

"Africa. My..heh, excuse me..Our company is doing some research upon the remaining notes of your studies on the viruses." Though sitting courteously and properly, the smug smile upon Excella's lips only grew with the flush rosy hue of her cheeks whilst she stared at me. Shifting and leaning herself within her seat, I could see Excella's eyes wandering down along my body hungrily before cutting sharply to Jill who was propped against my shoulders to sit comfortably in her seat. Not only did this action keep Jill from escaping once she awoke, but it seemed to make Excella rather flustered, something I could not help but find amusing and as well bemuse me while I had to endure such a flight.

Glancing down to Jill as I could hear her muffling in her sleep, it seemed that on subconscious was always running and constantly preparing her for various situations.

'How we are alike.'

"Albert, why is she here!" Screeched Excella while huffing with eyes glaring at Jill. I could tell this woman did not rather enjoy the company of Ms. Valentine, though, why I never cared to bother with.

"I am the only one perfect to be by your side when the human race evolves. To be your Queen! You'r-"

"Enough! Granted I commend your enthusiasm, I rather not have you waking Ms. Valentine and giving us a hard time on our flight."

Turning my attention elsewhere rather than to Excella whom I knew to be pouting and sulking, and Irving who was perhaps in awe before trying to comfort Excella. I again was thankful for the fact I wore sunglasses; these two people were essential to my vision, but were a very annoying variable. And it is a good thing variables are always removed from an equation one way or another.

Starring again within my arms, I could see Jill's dry lips contort to form faint inaudible words; however, it was unexpected for this woman to curl so meekly closer to my body.

Now it was my turn to be in a bit of awe, as I knew Ms. Valentine to be a strong woman, but perhaps each strength did have a weakness, and while her subconscious may have prevented her from many ailments, it seemed while in sleep it was her biggest weakness. What dream caused her to curl to me, her enemy so tenderly in hopes of being comforted; more so…Why was I so flustered to his unorthodox choice of action from Jill?

Hand reaching slowly to touch those silken strands of chocolaty hair, I thankfully regained some sense, though with help from Excella as she called to me. My hand slowly curled into a fist rather and again I forced myself to turn my attention away from Ms. Valentine.

"Albert, again I ask why she is here? What significance can she offer us?" This time in a more calm and rather logical sounding voice, Excella glanced to me with arms folded and eyes sharp. In silence, Irving observed waiting for my answer as his expression seemed to hold curious patience wishing to hear my retort as he pursed his thin lips shifting in his seat. The sound of the jet's engine roaring in a gentle hum along the warm colored sky joined in the silent taunt of awaiting my response.

Sighing and shifting to prop my left hand upon the chairs arm rest before cupping my chin rubbing the stubble of facial hair that began to grow, I pondered again 'why'?

"Albe-"

"She will become my soldier." I interrupted silencing the haughty Italian woman as it was enough of a plausible answer for her to accept rather than feel threatened for having lost her position by my side. What wills this woman to believe such silly thoughts, I shall never know but, in the end I do desire to prove her ideals wrong.

Smirking satisfied with the reaction and acceptance of the given response, I settled to lean back in the chair inhaling slowly before glancing to Jill again. Eyes narrowing, I knew this moment of peace for her would not last longer, indeed she would become a soldier for me, one way or another, already I progressed with experiments. Subjects Excella, Irving, and myself have tested on have shown such positive results only to wither away only seconds later. However, Jill may prove to be more useful and more resilient than these common humans. After all, if I remember correctly, Jill survived the Raccoon city outbreak and my dear Nemesis.

'Nemesis..wait-'

Again leaning into my chair and rubbing fingers along my chin, memories resurfaced in my mind, piercing and becoming a catalyst to my already devious thoughts; Ms. Valentine seemed to have something different or significant about her, she had to. No human could just so easily be righteous so swiftly even if lucky, something just had to be different, something only I could see or understand would be within this woman.

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Stepping down the stairs of the private plane and onto the metallic flooring installed within the building my shaded eyes scanned around the reminiscent scenery before me. Walls so large and concave, metal mixing with the natural rock, my vision only aided by the flickering luminescent lights; my hands clutched subconsciously to Jill as she remained asleep still.

I can not recall too much from the long flight since I allowed myself to rest in hopes that my subordinates Excella and Irving would be at least helpful in the slightest aspect of watching over Jill even if she was asleep. Rest was something futile but unfortunately required still of my somewhat human-like body, so nonetheless, I welcomed rest while I knew I had the opportunity. Dreams are few and faint in my world and mind, what is there to dream for when I have all that I need, the rest is only patience.

The only reality I can recognize is the woman in my arms asleep, for how long though, I am not sure.

Heels kicking against the echoing corridors with swift steps, my subordinates and I made our way from the planes drop off walk way and towards a pair of sliding mechanical doors as they sighed before opening in our presence. The cave like structure of the building appeared so discreet hidden within the mountains away from the curious eyes of the villagers within the nearing towns and cities. Excella grinned so proudly to the building she owned yet I knew we were both in old Umbrella territory, the data I and fellow workers would collect within this vicinity reverberated silently within my minds memory set.

"So what're ya going to do with her Albert?" Came Irving's heavily northern accented voice which sounded so child-like.

"She needs medical attention, she has gone long without it, and I must admit. I am surprised at how well Ms. Valentine has been keeping herself sustained so properly."

Indeed, a normal human would have been just suffering too much and wallowing in their pain whereas Ms. Valentine seemed to move as if she only sprained her ankle. Of course, this only fed my theory of Jill being different. Again I could feel something tugging at me telling me there was something within this woman so different from others.

"I think she needs to be disposed of." Chortled Excella in a growling purr as she brushed past me giving a small bump of her hips against mine as her perfume began to filter within the air in a fast osmosis.

With a shift in her posture and her hips pushing out to the right, Excella tugged a card key from her purse before sliding it down the doors digital slot. A beep resonating and doors again opening this time, I was introduced to the interior of a simple and dull hued elevator illuminated with a pair a small circular lights. Awaiting for Excella and Irving to step in, I soon followed smirking inwardly to the grim frown on Excella's face as she caught sight of Jill being cradled.

"I swear Albert, you better watch over her and tend to her needs lest I throw her out without your consent." Seethed Excella's words from her plump lips as I figured she choose to address Jill as if she were some wild animal I found on the side of the road. Her manicured nails poking the button within the elevator to light guiding us down to the medical floor.

Glancing to the corner of my eyes I however saw Irving starring intently to Jill, his hand reaching out to touch faintly at a few locks of her chocolaty hair. It seemed that the meek male was still interested in this woman; however I could not allow such curiosities to grow, Jill is mine to handle.

"Irving, I would appreciate it if you did not touch Ms. Valentine."

"Oh! S-sorry Albert."

Huffing another annoyed sigh, Excella pursed her lips smacking them to further her irritation.

"I do not understand what is so special about her. But you better keep her away from me and from my goals."

Thankfully the elevator leveled itself as the doors at this moment opened revealing the hallway to what I assumed to be the medical floor with its white iridescent theme. Excella seemed to always have good questions to ask which I felt never had to be properly answered, if the woman was a researcher, perhaps she should use such skills to find her answers.

"You are a researcher, find a way to understand."

Ignoring Excella and Irving, leaving them to remain in the elevators as the doors closed muffling Excella's shrill voice, I could not help but grin again in merriment to another's misfortune.

Walking down the corridor accompanied by my own foot steps, I caught sight of white medical doors with automated programming to open and close upon the sensory of a person. Workers clothed in medical attire wandered with files and instruments in their hands, I could only assume some of the vials laid about the counters were administered to the local people within the villages as experiments to see what results would be gained. Within this ant hill of medical and scientific progress, I finally was able to stop a passing worker since they already seemed themselves a bit preoccupied with my presence.

"She needs medical attention and monitoring."

"Yes sir!"

Purring in delight, finally things seemed to run smoothly arms folded coyly against my chest leaning back against the wall adjacent to the bed where Ms. Valentine would be attended to.

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As moments passed and Jill's form laid battered and partially sewn together in parts where medical attention was carefully and professionally administered, her flesh was a array of colours from bruising and bandages; yet she still had an air about her of security, even if in rest.

However, the serene image of Ms. Valentine did not last long as her long lashes fluttered open slowly with brows furrowing and contorting into what I assumed to be pain as her blue irises strained to gain focus. Cutting to me sharply, I could feel a faint string of excitement coursing through my veins; that fiery and defiant glare of hers could just pierce the soul of a normal human being.

"What are you smirking at." Commanded Jill so firmly as she frowned moving to push herself to a sitting position causing her tough façade to falter before she huffed with a growl and only ignored the pain with a heavier frown raising to a upright position. How resilient she was to hold her ground even when in enemy territory, I could not help but feel my lips curl further before turning my back to her.

'Never a dull moment when Jill is near to play.'

And not much sooner had she proven my thoughts. In my moment of digression Ms. Valentine seized a scalpel and held the well edged tip to the nape of my neck centering it near the vertebrate, more so directed to the gel filled cavities of my spinal disc. A clever and well acknowledged one she was, again I can not help buy praise myself for having recruited her in the S.T.A.R.S. Alpha team in the past.

"Jill, how naughty of you."

"Shut up." Seethed Jill in a growl pushing the blade further against my flesh, perhaps even piercing it, though I did not care again I could feel my blood rushing in elation once again. Ms. Valentine apparently had a knack for making men excited.

"Where am I."

"You are in Tricells Medical floor."

"Tricell?…Floor?"

"That's right, you are in a underground facility."

"What?" Jill relaxed her hand for a moment in hesitation and that I knew was my opportune trice. Bowing forwards and squatting to kick my leg out so swiftly, my heel glided with grace along the tiled medical floor; though to my surprise Ms. Valentine had proper reaction to jump, even if in a partial limp.

Despite her efforts to appear tough I could hear Jill's faint whimpers mixing with growls as she maneuvered in struggle with injury. How strong was this woman to show such resolve with the enemy standing in courage and defiance with a blade still in hand?

Again Ms. Valentine took the initiative to slowly circle around me with the scalpel held like a tactical blade; ready to swing at my hand.

Amusing her thoughts, my feet took slow and swift side steps to counter her circling, my left hand gliding along the medical tray brushing fingertips along the instrument with a sharp and precise needle and a cartridge I knew that was filled with anesthesia.

Walking slowly once again in rhythm with Ms. Valentine I decided to stop playing and rather than play cat and mouse take control of the situation while I knew I still had control over it, even if unbeknownst to Jill. Stepping forwards and causing the injured woman to jump slightly back in a curse, I could not help but chuckle at Ms. Valentines apparent paranoia. So again I stepped forwards as this time Jill took the incentive to attack rather than run. Lunging at me with a single sweep of her knife before jumping away, the fresh surgery Ms. Valentine experienced was taking its toll on her agility as a few noted stitches bleed from such tension on the body. Already she began to show signs of fatigue but still, Jill aimed to show me her defiance; and so with a rather quick turn of events, Ms. Valentine turned her blade and pivoted her heel rather swiftly darting out of the medical rooms double doors slipping into the conjoining medical facility. Workers gasping and jumping back in surprise as the injured woman made her way through threatening them a single worker saw it fit to hit a alarm . How irritating that they felt pushing a button would be so effective, now I was left with little time to have Ms. Valentine to myself before Excella would make her way here to see what the commotion was all about.

Eyes narrowing, I seethed a sigh through clenched teeth gritting them as I jumped ahead of Jill cutting her off and watching her crash into my chest. Her cries of anger and hands flailing with the scalpel, I had to dodge the blade quite often, thankful of my inhuman speed.

Pushing Jill forwards watching her stumble and fall forwards bracing herself rather sloppily, I again stepped near and grasped her hand clutching to the medical instrument firmly tugging her arm firmly while bracing my knee against her abdomen making her arm almost pop out of its socket earning a painful yelp from Ms. Valentines lips. Grasping the scalpel with a growl and tossing it aside angrily hearing the metal thud as the blade was firmly embedded into the wall. My hands found themselves sliding along Jills arms pinning her to the floor despite the fact some of the researchers were in the room, it seemed my small 'sensual' action made Jill flustered.

"Let me go Wesker!"

I found it rather cute and amusing that she would become so easily taunted in such a manner as well as interesting that in such a moment with the enemy her various defenses would be lowered. Still, Ms. Valentine needed to be detained even if she proved to be more amusing than Excella.

Hands slinking up along Ms. Valentines arms, my hands clamped firmly against her slender neck flexing my digits as Jill began to struggle for air, her hands clutching and clawing for my wrists writhing beneath me. Workers watching silently in awe or horror to my captives display, I had to prove my word was absolute and no one ever dare defy me.

Again flexing my hands to push the air out of Jill's windpipes, the injured womans movement became both erratic and slowly softening.

"Ugh! We..Wes-aagh! Wesker!"

Releasing Ms. Valentine with a smug smirk, Jill reached for her neck coughing and gasping for air desperately before glancing to me with a glare, though her eyes began to wander for any possible route for escape. But, that would never do; kneeling before she had any more of a chance to formulate any plans, I reached for the anesthesia hidden in my pocket pulling it out and pushing the blunt end to push any air left in the needle, out. Reaching with my left hand to cup Ms. Valentines chin and raise her head, I found my opportune moment when she gasped raising her hands to catch my hand allowing me to swiftly pierce Jill's neck pushing the needle into her vein releasing the anesthesia into her blood stream.

"Aah!"

Pulling the needle out with a purring grin and standing as Jill once again writhed in the sharp pain and pressure of the fluid in her veins, I saw Ms. Valentines animalistic behavior soften slowly before calming as she glanced to me with such a puzzled expression. Removing my glasses momentarily wishing to see her pained face contort into a submissive one freely thrilled me in a contentment reaching quickly in a fluid dance like motion to catch her. My arm hooking around her slender waist caught her before she would collide with the hard floor, my eyes scanning along her face and bloody bandaged body before covering my eyes with my sunglasses again rising to my feet gazing to the scared researchers.

"Back to work."

Cradling the sleeping Jill in my arms, Excella as I had predicted made her way into the research/ medical facility glaring and fussing over the alarm being sounded, her voice loud and haughty.

"What the hell is going on here?"

"Nothing to concern yourself with."

"Albert, granted I am sure you were in good control of whatever mess occurred here but, Tricell is still my company please control that heathen of a thing."

"This thing will one day serve us. I would not underestimate her, Excella."

Turning swiftly from Excella, the vain Italian woman decided to follow after growling in distaste to my constant influence of keeping Jill near. It would be such a waste to let such a woman go; so why not utilize her for something one way or another. Perhaps a brainwashing or like my once dear friend Birkin, massive experiment on her, I am sure she could take the abuse.

Kicking the swinging double doors open and walking back into the infirmary, heels clicked behind me as I suppose Excella decided to supervise me; though I am sure it had more reason to do with the woman being insecure about her status with me.

Settling Ms. Valentine down onto a medical bed before wheeling the bed into a secure private medical room, Excella decided now to slide her card into the doors input slot before tapping in a code once and for all locking the door so only personal with security cards could only gain access. Taking the opportune moment of Jill sleep as a chance to get some blood samples I rose my hand curling my index finger beckoning Excella near.

"Albert?"

"Get some blood vials and a syringe, we are going to do some blood work and sampling on Ms. Valentine to see how healthy and stable her body is."

"Of course." Came a purr from Excella grinning in delight to perhaps having some chance to have field work done with someone whom she enjoyed the company of.

As Excella was gone, my eyes wandered to Jill's neck as some bruising began to show from our little scuffle previously. To let this woman go would be a foolish choice indeed. Standing with perfect timing as Excella returned with a wheeled medical instrument table, I removed my gloves before switching to medical rubber gloves taking a cotton ball and unscrewing the bottle of peroxide. Dabbing the ball of cotton then with the alcohol my eyes again wandered in search for the best blood. Perhaps it was a bit…fiendish of me but again my eyes befell Jill's neck and with a Cheshire grin I began dabbing the moist cotton ball along the curve of Ms. Valentines slender neck. Of course, Excella caught on and began to give a chortle of her own attaching the vial to the syringe and handing it to me. Piercing Jill's neck with the needle, a smirk found its way to my lips in the unconscious flinch on her face and in my own self victory of being able to locate the vein. Pulling back and grasping the knob to pull back and vacuum the blood from her veins, the deep red almost black colour of Ms. Valentines blood made my hear race in anticipation of what we would find. Of course I knew Jill from R.P.D. and S.T.A.R.S. Alpha team, but this would allow me to delve deeper into this womans body and DNA structure.

Pulling the needle out and cleaning the wound, I offered the syringe to Excella whom was well acknowledged to remove the vial and place it gently on a rag upon the medical tray. Applying a bit of pressure to the needle sized wound, again Jill's brows furrowed in response.

'Her mind is very active.'

This would perhaps become a problem in the future. Rising from where Jill laid, I removed my gloves before tossing them upon the table and grasping my black leather gloves before turning towards Excella, however my eyes focused on the vial of blood.

"Are there cameras in this room."

"Yes."

"Good, then we can monitor as we go along."

"Albert, what do you plan to do with this woman, what exactly can she offer us."

"All of our answers will come as we go on, I never make a mistake, I only make plans and eventually everything will fall into place."

Taking the vial and walking out of the room, I brushed past Excella whom only watched me with a glare of confusion on her face and faint blush on her cheeks.

"Not everything goes according to plan, Wesker."

Whispered Excella perhaps in thought I would not hear.

"No, but not every plan is meant to go as plotted."

Catching her gasp and then the turn of wheels from the medical tray, the sound of Excella's heels clicked louder and louder as she approached me, a grin plastered on her face with her hips swaying in a seductive manner walking past me and to the swinging doors. Walking out and into the main medical building, Excella approached the sealed automatic doors glancing over her shoulder to me raising a slender brow. I could not help but chuckle and grin at how this woman was so sure if anything about her sexuality. Perhaps if I were a normal human male, by now I would have succumbed to her seduction, but Jill was too much in my mind. Glancing down to my hand and the blood vial, it was warm and filled with Ms. Valentines blood, and I could not help but make sure the short journey to the testing facility would be a safe one. Her blood was important and I knew she would not disappoint me, Ms. Valentine rarely ever did.

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All right~! Aorry for the long moment of time before releasing this chapter! I have been so damn busy..wghvbopervblehbnoarnblr It sucks. Hahahah But I apologize if it is not as quite as good, I tried to work on it almost every day from since posting chap. 3 so…yeah…I apologize. I hope you guys enjoyed it though~! R&R