No Name Given

Chapter 1
Interesting Meetings

"Talking"
*Thoughts*

Wesker stops outside one of the labs listening to a womans voice go on, but he couldn't place a face to the voice for the life of him.

"I hate him, him and his stupid blond hair. 'You want to hate me but you can't hate me', eew." She makes a wreching sound making him smirk.

*Did I do something I don't remember?*

Then a laughter he knew: Scientist Maddison Keller. He could tell her apart from all the other women scientists because she fit the 'mad scientist' look. She wore the white lab coat, and looked mostly like an average nerdy scientist but she had the oddest hair for a scientist. She had shaggy bangs, and her hair was naturally thick and curly. Whenever she tried to brush it out it would friz to no end, and then it would be even more unmanageable than it is when its just curly; but atleast she could get it in a tail.

"Oh yeah I can't hurt you thats why when I left you were holding an ice pack to your groin."

That made Wesker smirk again as he heard Keller laugh.

"Really Jayd, just go back to being 13 again please? These man troubles are worse than the ones then. Punching them and running away dosn't work when you're older."

Wesker decided to make his presence known. Maddison's back is turned to him working on another counter while he was met with long black hair. Long black hair reaching to her waist, and nearly blended into the black capris she has on. Black worn boots, noticing a peice of red duck tape on the back, and red shoe laces. He could just see the rim of white socks, and part of a tattoo on her right ankle as well as one on the side of her calf, and one on the back of her left calf.

"Well it should." Came the black haired womans reply. "Men are just as stupid as they are when they're boys."

Wesker smirks. "I resent that."

To his surprise the young woman didn't even jump at the sound of his voice.

Madison turning from her work, "Hello Mister Wesker. Did you need anything?"

Wesker shakes his head slightly as a no, "I was just being amused by her bitching."

Wesker noticed a resemblance between the two women. The same button nose, the same rounded face and forehead. But what stuck out to him the most are her eyes, they were exactly like Madison’s. Left eye blue, and the right eye brown; he knew it was a hereditary trait because he asked Madison why her eyes were like that and its what she told him.

"Yeah, so am I." the young woman tells him taking a drink from her yellow sobe bottle, and he notices a cast on her left arm.

"For a moment I thought I did something I couldn't remember, but you I don't remember ever meeting. Jayd? Am I right?"

"Jaydn actually, Jayd for short, or Jay for even shorter." She tells him, "But unless you lead a secret life as local musician in New York I doubt we've met before untill now."

"Jaydn this is Albert Wesker, he's head resurcher for Umbrella Corp, and ex-STARS capitan. Mr.Wesker, this is my daughter Jaydn."

"What did you do to your arm?"

"I'll be getting it off in a few days. I sort of met a tree while skiing."

"Sort of met a tree while skiing?"

"Yes, it was in my way." Her reply making her mother laugh.

"Well did you expect it to move?" Her mothers remark.

"It's what I get for listening to you. 'Jayd honey, snow boarding is so dangerous, try skiis for a change', and this is what I get for actually listening to my mother."

"For once."

"Not exactly for once, seems like whenever I listen to you I end up breaking, spraining, or something else that lands me in the emergency room."

"And what about the time I bought you the chemestry set? I told you not to mix that or something bad will happen, so what did you do?"

Wesker watching a broad grin come across her full lips, "I made a deadly gas, blah, blah, blah. Atleast I learned not to do it again didn't I?" tilting her drink back and forth as the liquid makes a slooshing sound.

"And what do you do Jaydn?"

"I'm leaving to Germany in a few weeks being Alpha team pilot."

"Why Germany?"

"They need English speaking pilot and the man picking and choosing chose me."

Weskers brow quirks, "You must have many talents?"

"She's like a female you sir." Madison answers which got a look from Wesker for the comparison to someone he didn't know, and to a woman. "Martial arts, weapons, piloting skills, some chemestry and medical, very well rounded for someone her age." she explains. "She was getting suspended from school for kicking the school bully's ass by ten and making smoke bombs by the time she was thirteen. Umbrella wanted her to be in STARS, before then she was a martial arts teacher."

Wesker made a mental note to do a background check on the young woman.

"We'll have to see who's the better sometime."

"We'll see." Came her reply.

Wesker leaving and he grinned at the comment she made. 'He's even more arrogant than my ex'. And she could tell that just by the moment with him.

Later that evening, just before dinner, he caught her in the gymnasium with some rookies and their 'training'.

"You call that a chin up, your chin is supposed to go to the bar not below it." Came her voice. "Higher, I can lift myself higher than that with one arm." her order.

"My arms hurt."

"It's called pain, get used to it. Your arms hurt when your climbing in the feild are you going to stop?"

Wesker smirks.

"You’re getting shot at you’re going to run, your lungs hurt o-well. Its better to deal with it than getting shot in the ass, am I right?

“Yes ma’am.” Came the reply from the rookies that were probably fresh out of college, maybe even highschool.

“Thats enough, go shower; you stink.”

There were several laughs and chuckles from the guys and a few women. The doors opening and the group going their seperate ways back to their rooms.

“I take it you’ve been shot before?” 

“Does a BB gun count?”

Wesker smirks, “No.”

“Nothing bigger than a BB gun, paintball gun hurts like a bitch and leaves a nice bruise. Experience from those, people shooting at me will be the last thing they ever do.” Closing the door that was propped open by the door stop when Wesker catches the door.

“Spar?”

“You sure you want to do this now?”

“Why not?” Wesker smirks, “Scared?”

“Of you blondie bear? Never.” A grin, “Might want to take your glasses off.” Stepping back into the gym.

Wesker smirked to himself as he pulled the sunglasses from his face closing them and setting them on a chair against the wall thinking how this was going to be interesting. She wasn’t a very big woman, tall or wide. She was maybe five-five, he was atleast six-one. She was maybe 130, he could tell she was strong by looking at her somewhat petite body, and he was at most, 180. He was strong, he could easily lift her and push her around if he really wanted to.

“Blondie bear?” He raises a brow at her, “You do realize for that comment I’m not going to take it easy on you.”

A grin and she bops him in the nose making him take a step back. He wasn't expecting that, but he had to give it to her, it hurt. It even drew blood, he could taste that metallic taste of blood in his mouth.

"Or would you prefer I call you Weskers?" (pronounced wiskers)

Blocking his smack with her cast which hurt him more than her. Block, block, appempt to swipe his feet out from under him wihch proved harder than she guessed because of his height and weight. Jaydn and Wesker getting more into the fight where they seemed to match eachother, but when they did get a hit in it hurt. Changing from his light punches to a smack in the face making Jaydn spin around taking a step back holding her fingers to her cheek. She hadn't expected him to take it easy on her, but a smack, well, she took that as an insult.
Wesker just shrugged and smirked at her, watching her return to a stance with a smirk on her full lips. Oh, I think I pissed her off now.

Minites passed and the two went on dispite wanting it to end. Only they didn't want to lose to eachother. Wesker never lost to a woman, and he wasn't about to. Jaydn rarely lost to a man, and this one she could tell would be the type to rub it in and go on about it, so there was no way she was losing. Seeing an opening he took it, pulling Jaydn over top of him. Her weakness was her hair, it was long and easy to grab even in a pony tail. Pulling her over his shoulder with a flop on the blue mat below their feet, and managed to pin her down, but at a cost of having her strong legs wrapped up around his torso squeezing his ribcage. While he knew womens legs were stronger than mens, it was a natural due to needing it during pregnancy, but he thought his ribs were going to break but she eased the pressure and a sigh.

"Okay, you win."

Wesker tilts his head, "So you'll be ready by eight Friday night?"

He could see the confusion hit her, but then it disappeared into shock and surprise.

"By 'you win' I meant the spar."

"And since I'm the winner, I get a prize. Eight, Friday night, and you do own a dress don't you?"

Wesker notices how she's unsure of him, "And what thought in that blond head of yours thinks I want to go on a date with you."

Wekser looking down at her legs still wrapped around him. "It leaves an impression."

A shade of red appearing in her cheeks which even hightened his ego as she was raising her head making like she was going to kiss him when he found himself on his back like a turtle with her knees pinning his arms and her good hand around his wrist, with her left hands index finger pointed at him.

"Now give me one good reason I should let you take me out." He could tell she was liking him squirm trying to come up with an answer, and then she grinned. "You're an egotistical ass," a sideways grin from her but he was an easily angered man. "But," he waited to hear what she had to say before kicking her ass again. "Not many men can kick my ass, so in your ludacris prize for winning I will accept."

Wesker smirks, "Women just can't resist me."

She made a noise at the back of her throat, "Shut it blondie." Standing off of him, "Dont make me embarrass you in public." a little smirk fixing her pony tail.

"Don't make me fire you." Came his responce sliding his sunglasses back on, since he was rarely, very rarely seen without them, but they were to hide the shiner now also.

A grin, "You wouldn't, and I doubt Marcus would allow that. I'm considered a very valuable asset."

"Valuable ass maybe."

"I heard that." She tells him pushing the door of the gym open. "And FYI I do own a dress thank-you."

A smirk, "Girl like you I didn't think you would."

"I do, its still in a box in my closet."

Weskers smirk broadened into a grin when she stopped and looked at her reflection in the glass window of a doorway with a little squeek.

"Better learn how to use make-up." He comments and moves past her, "See you Friday."
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