A/N: Nothing I wrote I liked, so here's the best ending I could come with, haha, sorry for the wait. I hope it satisfies, and a special thank you to everyone who has reviewed and made my day, and followed or fav'd this story. It really does mean a lot. :) Keep watch for my future projects! Maybe there's something you'll like!

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A Wesker x Excella story by: Euregatto

Chapter 5 - end

The following voicemail was found on Jill Valentine's cellphone, recorded two months after the conclusion to the mission in Africa, and shall not be used in any criminal case until the B.S.A.A has the grounds to investigate. It has been sent over to a spare PDA to be stored for later retrieval. This is what the message contained.

"It's been a while Jill.

"I do hope life is mostly back to normal for you. You must be wondering if this is the real me - of course it is. Uroboros accepted me. I don't remember much after turning, but I woke up naked on a beach somewhere near our old headquarters and went from there; I figure Albert is dead, and judging by the lack of parasitic humans in the area Chris Redfield has succeeded.

"You're probably wondering how I got this number. I drained Irving of his account right before you took care of him." On the other end of the line Excella plays with the vile in her hand, because it makes a hollowed ticking sound against her nails. "It's amazing what money can buy you. Now, the real reason I called is because I have some information that you might find of dire concern.

"I suppose I won't tell you all of it, I certainly love keeping you in suspense. There seems to be rumors of a virus in China roaming around. Perhaps you should give me a call if you want to know more. Oh, and by the way, I won't be picking up where dear old Albert left off. you can breathe easy again. I will, instead, be taking some time off. Good luck finding me, though. It would be a shame if I didn't keep your organization on its toes."

There is a sudden click that reverberates into the phone. The sound of a cap coming off of a tube.

"Do call me back. I would like to be friends for real this time. And I'll tell you everything I know about China and the new virus. Maybe I'll even be kind enough to give you vague locations of possible targets."

There is another unidentifiable click and she grunts. Chris Redfield has confirmed: it is the sound of a vile's body emptying; she's on a suppressant now, too.

"Let's just say it's my way of making amends."