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"Chairman Wesker," the operations officer acknowledged Wesker as he assumed command. He was the head of the Tokyo Security Division having been with Umbrella for many years. Already the penetrating stare of the Chairman's eyes breached the midnight shades and into the other man's anxious ones.

"Report." The Chairman spoke with the cool but hard tone that commanded authority and compliance.

"Thirty minutes ago we lost communication with our sentries."

"How many did we lose?"

"All of them." The Head of Security timidly admitted.

"You waited thirty minutes to tell me?" The cold anger rumbled in his smooth tone.

"We thought it was a communications problem. I didn't want to disturb you." That part was truth. Communications had been touch and go recently.

Wesker tensed as he listened to the surface gate guard start to say no movement had been detected.

"All is quiet here Chairman. No sign of movement except for infected."

That was until he convulsed and flood rushed from his mouth and down his chin. Suddenly every alarm in the control room blared and screamed as the unknown targets breached the gates and plowed through the waves of security. The main entrance erupted in gunfire as the guards were slaughtered then fell. It was then when he glanced at the monitor to his right that he got a good long look at the killer just as it was shot out. The clones.... Immediately he entered a command into the phone as the entire building shook around him. He wasn't about to let anything hinder his latest plan let alone a bunch of damned clones. The central command grew excited as levels 1, 3, 5, 7, and 9 had been breached with gunfire reported in sectors 11 and 12. Yet Wesker remained reserved as he knew the final preparations were being arranged.

The shattering of glass from high above alerted them all of the incoming intruders. His Desert Eagles were out and aimed as the clones raced down with guns firing at anything that moved. They were attacked from all sides as security fell all around above and below him like toy soldiers on the pavement. Life was cheap to Wesker as he had shown by shooting the command officer point blank in the head for questioning his orders to flood the entrance level with nerve gas.

The battle raged on as the tide turned on the floor. Two easily fell to the Desert Eagles: One received it between her eyes as the other avoided the hail of gunfire from the remaining guards taking out the lone security agent standing beside him. The halls resonated with the clatter of bullets and body armor as the assault reached its bloody climax. The clone's body jerked and convulsed as the bullets shredded her lungs and heart. He fired one more for good measure. Wesker approached with gun trained on the body at his feet in a cautionary stride but there was one final surprise. Two unpinned grenades rolled from the open palms instantly engulfing the entire hall and floor in a purifying shower of flames. Wesker felt the initial pain as the fire consumed parts of his flesh. Skin melted and charred from the muscle below sending sharp messages of agony across the damaged nerves. But the burning and aching started to subside as he retreated towards the chopper bay. The virus already had been on the offensive, mending the offensive injuries at the cellular level.

The cargo was secured as he entered the side. Issacs had departed a day before to make the necessary arrangements for New York. The process of reanimation had already been initiated as Wesker started the engines and ascended towards the opening hatch doors. The New York facility continued to remain operational underground and it would serve Project Phoenix. He watched the surviving clones gather in the bay holding out hope their final assault would bring it down. The Chairman snickered at their feeble attempt as the hull was bulletproof.

I'm bringing a few friends with me…..

Too bad for Alice; her friends won't make it out. Maybe she should've brought a few more.

Wesker grinned to himself taking in a moment to set the Purge Sequence in motion. Tokyo was breached and no longer served its intended purpose. Besides, it was time to move on. With Project Phoenix secured the operation would continue as expected. As the chopper fled, the facility along with part of downtown Tokyo vaporized in the night. The chopper rocked in the shock wave as the robotic voice screamed turbulence repeatedly over the PA. The awesome crater left behind put the largest sinkhole to shame.

His focus returned to manning the chopper as it approached the mountains outside of the city. The stasis tube was stable protecting the precious cargo inside. As the first rays of dawn cracked the smooth outline of the snow capped peaks, Alice quietly slipped up behind him.

"Got any last words?" Alice pressed the muzzle against his neck. Wesker smirked and shot the syringe straight into her neck. Alice coughed and stumbled back as the serum neutralized the T-Virus that had survived in her blood for so long. The pain was agonizing, debilitating her body as the virus was rendered harmless.

"How nice to finally meet the real you. Hurts doesn't it? Well that's just the start of the bad news. All of those powers: strength, speed, accelerated healing…..you can kiss those goodbye."

Alice stumbled back and tore the empty syringe from her neck. Her hand slapped the glass encasement causing her to look up and see the unconscious woman within. She was younger than her with flowing auburn hair that floated like it was on air. Alice noticed the rippled seams of muscle along her chest shoulder and arms which continued down to her abs and legs. Her mouth was masked with the breathing tube as a few tubes protruded from her arms like tentacles.

"Too bad for you, you won't live to see the fruition," Wesker pointed his Desert Eagle at her head.

"Wait," Alice begged causing Wesker to pause.

"Last word?" She knew he was basking in this moment which is what Alice was counting on.

"Thank you..."

"For killing you?" Wesker tilted his head slightly at her words.

"For making me human…."

Just as Alice looked up the warning siren screeched.

Terrain! Terrain! Pull up! Pull up!

The mountain was littered with a trail of burning debris and wreckage. The transport tube was shattered and drained but empty of its cargo.

The naked figure staggered across the fresh fallen snow yet she wasn't affected by the crisp frozen flakes as they crunched beneath her footfalls. The water had evacuated her lungs but still she continued to find herself doubling over as her body continued to force phantom fluid from her lungs. Her abdomen wretched and churned threatening to introvert her intestines and lungs as she wheezed and heaved while dragging her body closer to the wreck. She couldn't explain it only that a voice continued to beckon her, encouraging her to come. It wasn't menacing or dark but rather quiet and calm as it called for her. Muscle and nerve burned and screamed in protest with each forced movement. But her limbs obeyed, continuing on towards the carnage ahead.

Her head was spinning making her vision double then fall back before blurring altogether. She stopped and closed her eyes, shaking her head in the futile hope of restoring her sight. Where was she? Why was she naked? What happened to her? There were more questions than answers but no one to lift the veil of darkness which blocked anything that would help. She took a deep breath and carried on letting the voice guide her.

Here…

Even as she approached the first part of the wreck the heat radiating from the flames didn't alter her state as not even a single bit of heat was sensed upon her skin. Her sight sharpened to stunning clarity highlighting the faintest outlines of the mountains beyond and crags below. She didn't have time to take it in as she paused at the outskirts of the fiery trail. The metal was twisted and torn in awkward grotesque designs while other had melted or fallen into the pristine white surroundings.

"I'm here," she heard her voice for the first time. It was shaky and hoarse.

Here…..

It said again. She couldn't see anyone but something was telling her she wasn't alone. Slowly she had risen to her feet though her legs quivered threatening to take her back down as she took step by animated step between the largest hunks of metal and flame.

Here…..

This time she froze and lowered her gaze to the edge of metal resting to her right. Here….

Yes, this was right. She knelt into the fine powdery layer and tore away the sharp jagged shards and flaming bits. Her heart started to thunder in her ears as her hearing also detected another sound: A second heart beating below her. Frantically she flung aside snow and glass finding the largest fragment concealed part of a body. The legs were protruding from the bottom and lay in stark contrast to the virgin white. Black slacks and shoes covered the lower part. The legs were bent and twisted and she wondered if this person was still alive.

How am I supposed to lift this? It's too big!

But once again the voice dominated her hearing and a strange sensation overcame her.

Lift…..

She fisted the curled sheet of steel and iron then slowly her thighs and knees lifted upward, taking the hull up and over like it was nothing. She gasped in shock when the hull tumbled harmlessly down the side of the mountain and for the first time she laid eyes on the stranger.

His hair was blonde but disheveled from the crash. A pair of smashed sunglasses was parallel to his head. A black blazer and equally dark shirt adorned his upper torso. His arm was bent at an odd angle with bone threatening to pierce through the layer of skin while his head was up and neck perfectly aligned. Several large diagonal gashes revealed peeks of entrails and bone.

She extended an uncertain hand towards his neck, searching for a sign of life but stopped when she heard his heart growing louder and stronger within his chest.

"How…."

Before she could finish her words his hand catapulted up and curled fiercely against her wrist. She screamed and fell back but his hold remained iron clad. It was then his eyes shot open revealing two slits of black and yellowish hues that tightly embraced them. His lips curled up into a sinister grin as he dragged her screaming form across the snow. Only the wind heard the pleas and cries.
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