#theimmunemercenary

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He could feel their eyes upon him from across the way and had elected to ignore it until now, standing before him with an indignant look upon their face. The moment they speak his name, Wesker knows that something here isn't right. Looking upon the youth's face he cannot help but feel that he should know this man, but nothing comes to mind.

"Yes," he speaks, an eyebrow raised. "Yes I am. Have we met before?" No, he'd definitely remember someone with eyes as sharp as this one — but still no name comes to mind. It was sitting on the tip of his tongue, burning a hole into his mind; an itch he cannot scratch.

Grace flinched at the voice addressing her. Turning around to see who it was speaking to her.

"Th-Thanks...?" Grace stammered in response. That's a bit comforting; knowing it's not a struggle only she has dealt with. Her eyes moved to the outstretched hand in greeting.

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“ You’re right, I don’t know. Like how you don’t know half the shit I went through. But I had to learn the hard way that you can’t do everything just by yourself.

…..You’re my brother. Let me be there for you.”

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"Funny, that's what the last one said. Right before they tried to shoot me in the back."

There is a very distinct lack of patience in his voice. Even when he can sense the benevolence, he still raises the rifle in his hands. Clutching it tightly as he points it at Jake.

"Why don't you explain what the hell you're doing here. Fast."

(From Jake)

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"Many children would share your desires; it is not a bad thing." Though the subject does make him rather uncomfortable. How is he supposed to connect to someone he wasn't aware existed? What do they talk about? Hello, son. I'm your father, I'm a bio-terrorist with plans to dominate the human race. That would sure hit things off.

"I am not opposed to it, though I doubt you'll be pleased with the things you learn."

(for Jake)

Zeno had always wanted a family but he had been forced to crush his wants and dreams to satisfy the directives implemented by the Connections. Wesker had had no friends, no family, ergo the carefully manufactured clone of Albert Wesker must not have friends or family.

The closest Zeno had had to a connection was Victor Gideon but even that was a relationship that felt more transactional than honest.

But now, after losing everything....after being reduced to a complete failure in the eyes of the Connections.....it was like the life he had been denied was slowly opening to him.

He never knew that Albert Wesker had sired a child. The information on Jake had been sealed from him, in case the clone felt an instinctive tie to blood and rebelled. And Zeno loathed that the Connections had refused to let him see the only living blood link he had left in the world.

He wished that they had been together since the start. He wished they had been allowed to be a family together. Zeno.....he even wished Albert was alive. Maybe with him, with Jake....their father wouldn't have been twisted into monster with an insane need for revenge.