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Umbrella Facility – New York City….2 years before the blast

"So what do you know about this Chairman I keep hearing about?"

Alex asked Mark as she continued to peer into the microscope. Her progress in developing a serum for the T-Virus was coming along rather nicely. So far she was seeing progress in the initial results. Her partner paused from diluting his samples to glance over at the inquisitive brunette.

"I've never seen the guy," he offered a shrug. But then again few knew anything about the elusive Chairman Albert Wesker.

"Are you serious?" Alex spun around seeing he wasn't kidding. "Has anyone seen this guy?"

"Nope," the olive skinned man answered tightly. Again few knew what the man looked like.

"So for all we know he could be some old decrepit guy in a wheelchair somewhere in the Alps."

"Really Alex?"

"That or it's just a cover for a faceless corporation that's hell bent on ruling the world."

Alex laughed in an evil but playful manner. Mark simply rolled his eyes before returning to his samples. He swore his partner was crazy sometimes.

"So how's Chris doing?" He shifted gears.

"He's coming to see me this weekend. It's when I'm going to tell him the good news."

"That you got a transfer to the Los Angeles facility?"

"Precisely," she grinned widely. "I'll be closer to him."

"So have you two set a date yet?"

"No," Alex sighed wistfully as her face faltered slightly. "But with him getting deployed again it will have to wait. Hell we may just drive up to Vegas and do a quickie marriage. Take Claire Barry and Jill as witnesses."

Mark summoned a sympathetic look for his friend then focused back on the task before him. Alex returned to analyzing her results knowing she was onto something. The RNA sequences of the T-virus were being denatured then severed by the Predator virus she had created herself. The protective lipid shield of the virus was no match for her ruthless weapon, rupturing like a pustule to which opened the doors for the awaiting victor. The cure was just within her grasp. She had already filed for the patent on Predator and it was a matter of time before leaving Umbrella and taking Predator with her. There was no way in Hell they were going to blind side her and take Predator in the process. Too much in the way of resources, money, hours and frustrations had been spent in reaching this point of her research. She could also relieve her fiance of the apprehensions regarding her employment with Umbrella. They had shared several arguments and yes fights over her decision to choose the conglomerate. The NBAF in Manhattan Kansas would've been better in his eyes. But Alex held her ground as Umbrella had unlimited funds that she could tap to perfect her graduate work which was now her life's work.

Albert Wesker watched the woman in the lab. He had arrived in New York upon learning of a development in a cure for the T-Virus. It was showing promising results, reversing the virus in rabbits and rats resuming all bodily functions to pre infection status. The woman behind this was named Alexandra Koch and she was a brilliant biochemist recruited from Kansas of all places. He had reviewed her file noting she was well versed in the molecular structures of bacteria and viruses and their interactions with the human body on the micro cellular level but more specifically how some possess the capability to alter the host's DNA and RNA and master the biological and chemical processes of each. It was that expertise he needed, craved even. Isaacs was a pompous ass whom was constantly at odds with Timothy Cain over one assumption or another. The arrogant fool had lost sight of the ultimate means but as of now he was still needed for other purposes. His attention rested with the petite brunette perched on the stool and hunched over the electron microscope. Right now the image on the screen was a sample of T-virus under attack by the Predator virus. Wesker studied the drama unfolding above her and the other. The virus pierced the lipid structure of the T-virus, injected its own genetic material into the host. Within minutes the T-virus started to bubble and swell as the Predator replicated inside.

As if a bomb had been detonated, the virus ruptured, falling apart as the Predator, now multiplied, sought out another virus to invade and destroyed.

He had seen such work attempted in the past but the woman had picked up on what the others had overlooked or disregarded as a dead end. Alexandra Koch was an entirely different animal. She loathed Issacs and had been overheard calling him a pompous asshole which garnered laughter from her colleagues. Then he learned about her rather intimate connection to Chris Redfield. His interest had only intensified. His rage towards the latter had been compacted in the process.

"Chairman," Alexander Slater stood at the desk. Wesker didn't take his eyes off the screen as he addressed the younger man.

"You bring information….."

"About Alexandra Koch," Slater nodded. "She recently became engaged to Christopher Redfield."

The Chairman's jaw tensed at the mention of Redfield. Alexander was familiar with the Spencer Mansion incident and how Redfield and Valentine had brought the initial experiments down. After the incident Wesker vowed to take Redfield down and now his enemy had offered him the perfect avenue which to carry out his plans.

"I have ensured the transfer to the Los Angeles facility is finalized per your request."

"Excellent," Wesker didn't take his eyes off Alex as she continued to key in her results. The thin smirk crept up his lips out of sight of Slater. The woman harbored a great strength within her, a fire that refused to be quelled. Her long lonely nights of pouring tirelessly over samples and data had not gone by unnoticed. "What of her work?"

"The mainframe has secured replicas of her work and we have obtained samples of the Predator virus."

Wesker knew if she succeeded in breaking the T-Virus it could mean a windfall for them. The cure would be produced then sold to the highest bidders. Right now the military had spoken the right language to Umbrella in the words of billions of dollars. And it was all thanks to the vibrant brunette on the screen. The sadistic grin curled up on the corners of his mouth with the growing thoughts of what he held in store for her.

New York Facility…..Present…..

Amare shot upright from the bed, feeling the thick coating of perspiration matted against her skin and hair. Her head was figuratively splitting open starting between her eyes severing her vision forcing her to reply upon her other senses. What was wrong with her!? Why was she feeling this way!? The nerves that nested beneath her skin suddenly came alive as the invisible flames lapped at the microscopic endings penetrating the rest of her body with the sensation of a million knives slicing through the layers of muscle and skin. It felt as if a fever raged unchecked through her body only it was more like someone had taken a blow torch and continued to run it over her skin. Her screams of pain were caught in her throat as she fell from the bed and onto the stiff carpeting below. Her wrist landed at an awkward angle but any pain she was supposed to experience didn't reach her.

She battled her body forcing it to move as she dragged her limp form across the scratchy fibers. Her skin burned along the bristly ends inflaming the tender surface. Amare reached the halfway point along her agonizing trek to help but the virus had another blow to deal her.

Her screams were silenced by the thick walls.

Her eyes burned bright like the deepest pits of Hell as the virus raged on. It started in her legs.

The convulsions ripped across her thighs, breaking then mending cells one by one. The minute blades carried on with their carving of her flesh, evolving her being once again. Amare couldn't breathe as her lungs where shut off from the plentiful bounty that surrounded her. Her arms followed next and shot out over her head. Joints snapped and twisted at irregular angles, positions that could easily disable a human. Bone was snapped like twigs in a summer storm, bending to the will of the foreign invaders. Fluctuations of muscle and skin rippled along her limbs and torso filling her with panic. Tears were flowing from her eyes but Amare couldn't feel the stinging heat penetrating her flush cheeks. Amare was silently wishing for Death to swoop down and break her from this nightmare.

Someone please…..

Her back arched off the ground then slammed against the unrelenting floor. Her arms and legs thrashed in a macabre dance, reminiscent of a puppet at the hands of a sadistic master. The hammering of her heart thundered in her ears, reaching its violent climax before everything went strangely silent.

Wesker paced around the lab with his eyes fixed on the stasis chamber. Amare had been discovered lifeless on the floor by Slater. When she had not responded to his calls the Brit had gone to their quarters where he discovered Amare unresponsive. Her body was burning and smeared in sweat as the fever raged unchecked. Isaacs had her returned to stasis to stabilize her debilitated body as the barrage of tests continued without pause. Her body temperature was 105.7 which could kill some humans but for her it was on par with a 101 or 102 degrees fever. But Amare wasn't human any longer.

"Sir," Slater approached. Wesker was normally a man who was calm under pressure but this was testing his iron resolved with this. He wanted her to awaken but even his silent will was no match for the strength of the T-virus.

"Isaacs is on his way up."

Wesker remained deathly silent but heard what his second in command had said. His head budged down the up but words did not follow.

"I will leave you," Alexander started to turn away but the sudden hand curling around his forearm prevented him from moving. The fingers dug into his bicep as he started back towards the Chairman.

"What did he say?"

"He wouldn't tell me."

Isaacs was choosing a poor time to play these games with him. Wesker could feel his anger rising as he was feeling….helpless. This was the second time that emotion called vulnerability had crept up the center of his spine invading the dead recesses of his mind. But this time Amare wasn't there to slay the beast. It continued to snake its way deeper into his psyche unnerving the Chairman. Wesker despised the sensations that channeled through him.

"Chairman," Isaacs eventually arrived. He nonchalantly adjusted his tie and jacket as he crossed the room. In his hand was a file folder. "Here are Amare's results."

He instantly snatched the manila offering from the man and started to scan through the pages between. The charts were beyond anything Umbrella had documented since the T-virus had been created and tested. They were in uncharted scientific territory now.

"This is another step in her evolution. She's transitioning even as we speak."

"I thought you said the virus was subdued by her body Isaacs." Wesker narrowed his eyes though the dark shades masked the displeasure. The black shades relented to the molten rings burning at the man. Isaacs initially started to take a step back but moved forward instead.

"It was her own body that started this Chairman. It's bonded even further than we could imagine. We're talking micro level evolution. This opens doors for us!"

"And what of Amare?" Wesker kept his voice dark in front of the good doctor.

"Amare's entire neurological system was put into hibernation. Perhaps this was a defense mechanism to prevent external and internal damage until the metamorphosis is complete. This is new territory for us Chairman. Your body has not reached this stage even."

Wesker averted his eyes away from the nude figure suspended in the light blue fluid. He fought the temptation to run his hand along the tube knowing he wasn't alone. He wondered if she could sense his presence.

"And there's nothing to indicate how long this will last." It was an observation and not a question.

"No," Isaacs shook his head. "Right now the suspended animation is keeping her stable but for now I will continue the battery of tests and maintain tight security on the lab."

Wesker's jaw tensed as he didn't want to hear what Isaacs had to say. Slater remained behind as the Chairman stormed out. He knew this was going to hinder everything. The planning, logistics, and execution of everything rested on when one woman would awaken.

TBC..
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