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02/27/2012
I've finally done it. I've done what my brother should’ve done along time ago. I've disposed of Queen Virus. I’ve been tracking her for quite sometime now. I wanted a sample of her DNA so I could extract the virus(s) she is infected with. They would do good for New Umbrella. I don’t need her. Don’t get me wrong, while my brother and I have similarities, I’m more merciful than him to a certain degree. I offered Queen Virus a chance to join me, but she refused. I shot her right threw the forehead. She died and her body dissolved into nothing. So much for being unstoppable. I was not expecting her to go down so easily though. However, earlier, she did put up quite a fight. Almost reminded me of the time Albert and I fought. Speaking of before hand, I cam across someone who, at first, I thought was Queen Virus, but I was mistaken. *twitches* It turns out it was some guy called, “King Virus,” who said he was infected with the same virus Queen Virus was, but he claimed to be stronger. I found that odd, considering I killed him the same way I killed Queen Virus. Juts to be on the safe side, I took a sample of King Virus’s DNA as well. I have a feeling this will be the virus that make the New Umbrella the most powerful corporation ever.

03/05/2012
No one seems to notice me her in Gaia. Even when I walk with my three headed experiment they just act like it’s a normal, everyday thing. Of course, the people that inhabit this Gaia place aren’t exactly normal their selves. That’s why I moved here. Not that I do, but I could do my experiments out in the open and no one would think twice of it. Plus, there is always something going on. Nothing that I get involved with, but who they call gaiaians are usually involved and are distracted by the events. This makes this place the perfect place to start. Start my plain that is. Not everything is ready yet, but soon and Gaia will be the first of many to feel the effect of my plain when the time comes. Before my brother killed Spencer, Wesker told Spencer that the right to be a god is now his. I guess, since Wesker is dead, by default, that right is now belongs to me.

03/08/2012
I knew I was lees mentally stable than my brother, but this is ridiculous. I keep seeing him. I know what it is though. Its those damn Gaiains and there cosplay and role playing. Some even claim to actually colons of him and they’re even female ones. That’s not just it though. I keep having this reoccurring dream about Wesker. I’m at the location were, supposedly, he died. I watch has he immerges from the lava. He looks at me, a bit confused, but before I can say anything, I wake up. I’ve heard that twins have this special bond were they can communicate telepathically. Technically, I am Wesker’s twin sister. Maybe, he’s alive and is trying to tell me something? Maybe, the dream itself is just trying to tell me something? Maybe, its just a dream? I don’t know. Some of these giaians claimed to be him. Ha! That’s not true, because, at one point, when Wesker and I realized we’re evenly matched, we teamed up and killed off the other Wesker Children, until we were the only ones left and, well you know the rest. Some even claimed to be Wesker, but I could tell they weren’t. What kind of caught me off guard was when others claimed he was still alive and gave good reason why he is. Its just all so confusing and to top it all of, I have all this work to do. Usually, I can handle it all, but lately…. I need to expand. Stupid me. I’ve been so successful in Gaia that I never thought to do so. Plus, I need some time away from here. Hmmm. Where to go?

03/12/2012
When I heard of the Las Plagas, I sent a few of my men and women to collect a sample and any information about it. Unfortunately, they did not retrieve a sample. However, they were able to retrieve enough information that I was able to make my won Las Plagas. While they did succeed in getting the information I needed they still failed in retrieving a sample. With all the money I spent to have them train with only the best and even trained some myself, I expect fully completed missions. Not half completed. I disposed of them all. Those that made it back alive that is. There bodies were perfect test subjects. Anyway, I was getting things organized and came across a document one of my men took a picture of. I wanted them to take pictures of anything important and make sure it was left exactly how they found it, because I didn’t want anyone to know we were there. It was one of Luis’s memos. It read;

There are some parasites that have the ability to control their hosts. It's basic knowledge among biologists but not much is known as to how the parasites do it. Studying these parasites specifically might reveal some clues to as to how the powers of the Las Plagas work. And perhaps provide more insight on the victims of the Las Plagas, the Los Ganados. Here is a list of some of the parasites that have the ability to manipulate the behavioral patterns of their host.


Dicrocoelium: Once the larvae of this parasite migrates to the ant's esophagus, it alters the behavior of the ant. When then temperature drops in the evening, the infected ant climbs to the top of a plant and clamps onto a leaf using its mandible. It stays there immobile until the next morning, placing the ant where it's most vulnerable to be eaten by a browsing herbivore such as sheep. One could conclude that the parasite is manipulating the host's behavior to its way into the body of its definitive host.


Galactosomum: The larvae of this parasite makes its home inside the brain of a fish such as the yellowtail and the parrot bass. Once infected, the fish make their way up to the water's surface where they'll swim until eaten by seabirds. Once again, the peculiar behavior can only be explained by the parasite's desire to get into the bodies of the seabirds.


Leucochloridium: This parasite's sporcysts develop in the snail's tentacles. The sporocysts are vivid in color and pulsate continually somewhat like a worm. Surprisingly the infected snail makes its way to the top of a plant where it is most visible to the eyes of birds, therefore more likely to be eaten. Once eaten by a bird, the parasite will complete its metamorphosis into an adult.

Reading this gave me an idea I wish I had thought of sooner. Since than, I’ve created far more advanced parasites than the parasites listed in the memo. Including the Las Plagas, but my idea will still work. Otherwise I wouldn’t bother bring it up. The people in Gaia are always catching bugs around here, because there are so many and use them to make ink, which they use for tattoos and other things. Mainly to do with their bodies. I could catch some bugs myself, infect them, release them and well, let the bugs do the rest so to speak. I know for s fact my parasites will survive the whole ink making process and what not. Not to mention, the animals here will eat the grass and plants the bugs will be on and the gaiaians consume most of the animals. Not only that, but fishing is very popular here. I could use my version of the T-Abyss-Virus, but I don’t want them to find out whats going on and they might find out something is up with the water faster than knowing about the bugs and fish. Plus, I’m saving that for something else. Looks like I have some bug catching and fishing to do.

03/21/2012
We’ve all done things we don’t want to do or normally wouldn’t do. Maybe, we don’t do these things, because it goes against what we believe in or its consider illegal where we live or its just something no one should do. Why do we do it? Most of the time its because we feel we have to in order to get by and get what we want. I, myself, had to do some things I’m not exactly proud of to get to where I am now. Wesker made a lot of money working for Umbrella, but I left before I was even offered a job. True. If I would’ve stayed, Umbrella would still be up and running. It wouldn’t even need Tri-Cell. However, I’ve already explained why I couldn’t stay. I’m not going to get into detail about exactly what I did, but lets just say I scarped and clawed to get to where I am now. That’s one of the reasons New Umbrella means so much to me. It wasn’t easy, but here I am now with New Umbrella. Besides my three headed friend here, New Umbrella is all that matters to me.

03/23/2012
Well, the whole fishing thing isn’t working for me. I mean, I have people catching fish for me, but I myself am not good at it. Maybe, someday I’ll get the hang of it. Anyway, I have more important things to worry about. Which is why I hired people to catch fish for me and catch bugs. I’ve also discovered I can infect plants with my virus. The animals will eat the plants and the gaians will eat the animals. Not only that, but someone could also become infected by inhaling the infected plant’s pollen. Lots of gaians pick flowers and smell them and just moving them itself will shake the pollen off and make the virus become airborne. This is coming together better than I’d ever hoped for and they all have no idea.

03/26/2012
I’ve found three new locations. One, I’ve actually had before I decided to expand. I its never thought to mention it until now. I’m not saying exactly where the locations are, but I will say, I’m covering up the fact I run New Umbrella pretty well. I’m not saying exactly how I’m doing so, but I’ll just say that it isn’t a pharmacy and the New Umbrella name isn’t plastered all over it. I get what Umbrella was trying to do. Made it look like their name was used for good, but they should’ve at least went under a different name when they were making deals with terrorists and such. Terrorists. Ha! I don’t associate with the likes of those people. They think they can take over the world, yet I have yet to see any terrorist succeed in doing so. That’s because that right belongs to me. Only a Goddess like me can actually do so and handle it. I’m not worried about them coming after me either. I can take them all on with just a blink of an eye. Either that or they’ll sit back and take notes while I show them how its done.

03/27/2012
One of my workers said something to me. They said,” maybe you wouldn’t be such a b***h, if you had a real family and knew what real love was like I do.” I have no idea where this came from. I showed him what a real b***h I can be and shot him in the leg and told him to keep working and, if it wasn’t done right, his “loving family” would be next. Family. Love. I don’t need either. I’ve made it this far without them. Family and love are just two, unnecessary distractions. *eyes start to water* Damn dust! That cleaning lady never dose her job right! *shoots the cleaning lady* You’re fired! Anyways, I had family. I had Wesker and now I have my three headed friend and New Umbrella. These two are all the family I need and the only things I need to show love to.

04/12/2012
After I killed Queen Virus, I found a locker with some of her things. It was in the one right underneath the locker her clothes were kept in. I won’t say where the building was that the lockers were. That’s not important. What was important was the journal I found. Her journal. I’ve been reading it ever since, when I’m not busy. I can’t believe how much Wesker cared for Queen Virus. I didn’t even think he was capable of caring for anyone like that and, while towards the part were they were reunited, Wesker did only use Queen Virus and no longer cared for her, I believe before that, he honestly did love her. Wesker did the smart thing though. He casted out those kinds of feelings. They would’ve only gotten in the way. I recently read that Queen Virus use to live here in Gaia. She must’ve kept herself well hidden, because I’ve been living in Gaia for years and never seen her once. Than again, she mentioned that, since she moved here, she, constantly, changed her appearance. Supposedly, there was people here looking for her and even Wesker was her at times, which is why she changed her look. It worked and she even used it to her advantage. Queen Virus had her from friends she made here that had connections and knew everything about Gaia and everything that went on in Gaia that Wesker set up bar in the area, but it was all a cover up. Though they weren’t sure for what. Curious, Queen Virus got a job has a bouncer there, so she could find out what’s going on. She wrote about how people that worked there were people she saw during past missions. Even the ones that were suppose to be dead. She claims they were who they said they were, but I have my doubts. Especially since she admitted to being drunk most of the time at work. Queen Virus said she drank, because of that. Even some of the costumers were people that were suppose to be dead and/or she met during her missions. For that matter, I have my doubts that the guy she was working for really was Wesker. A bar? Really? Than again, that would be an excellent cover up. Wesker would be smart enough to think of something that brilliant. Still, I have my doubts. However, this green slime Queen Virus speaks of peaks my interest and the talk of possibly another Tyrant. It could all just be the ramblings of a drunk, going threw a dark period in her life or there could be some truth to all this. I must know for sure. I must find these friends of Queen Virus and question them. For their sakes, they’d better give me the answers I’m looking for.

04/18/2012
It didn’t take long. Of course, I’d expect nothing less from my workers and the technology I provide them. Nothing, but the best. They found and tracked down one of Queen Virus’s friends. When my worker showed me a picture of the friend, I was surprised to see what he had, sitting in his lap. A purple stripped cat with razor sharp teeth that stretched across his face into a grin. That cat was one of my first successful experiments. However, it escaped sometime ago. Now, I had two things I had to know. Where this bar is and how he got my t-virus experiment. Perhaps he even knew about this green slime and the Tyrant, if they exist. I, immediately, went to the address my workers gave me. He wasn’t there when I arrived, but the cat was. It was asleep on the porch and woke up when it saw me and my three headed friend. It growled and my three headed friend growled back. The cat was more focused on me. If either I or my three headed friend moved, I would’ve been the first thing the cat would attack. “I see, even after all this time, you still remember me,” I said. “I’m touched.” I take a step closer. The cat hisses. My three headed friend barks. “And still as naughty as ever.” I pet my three headed friend. “See,” I asked. “This could’ve been you. I could’ve made you stronger and you could’ve been the one to rule by my side and assist me, but you had to run away from me. Shame, but now I don’t need you and we can’t have you running freely considering what you’re infected with. Now, can we?” I point my gun towards the cat’s head. At that moment, I hear someone yell at me. I turn to see a man, standing right behind me. The cat uses this moment to run away. “Damn you,” I yell and shoot the man in the leg. He falls to the ground, in pain, holding his wounded leg. Than I realize who he is. “You must be one of Queen Virus’s friends,” I said. “So, tell me. What were you doing with one of my experiments?” You’re experiment,” he replied. “That’s was no experiment. That was Queen Virus’s pet. I’ve been taken care of it until she gets back.” “Interesting,” I said. “Pity she won’t be coming back.” “What,” he yelled and tried to get up, but his leg was too badly hurt. I give him half a grin. “That’s not important, however. It seems we have a bigger issue on our hands.” I point to my three headed friend and than the guy. My three head friend stands on the guy, pinning him to the ground. He stairs at the guy with hungry eyes. “I’m not quite sure how Queen Virus got her hands on my experiment, but she stole from me, which makes it stolen property, which means, if I’m not mistaken, by you keeping the cat for her, you’re aiding a criminal, which makes you as guilty as Queen Virus.” He claimed he had no idea the cat was stolen property, but somehow, I doubted that. “I don’t take kindly to people who steal from me or help someone in anyway steal from me. Even if all they’re doing is caring for it. To me, stealing is punishable by death. My three head friend is very hungry. As always and he’ll eat every last bit of you. Literally. I have my workers to take care of your neighbors and any other witnesses. However, that can all be avoided, if you tell me everything I want to hear.” The guy looks at my three headed friend. “Careful,” I warned. “He can smell fear.” My three head friend snaps at him. “All right,” he yells. “I don’t know what you want, but I’ll give you the answers, if I have them!” I ask him about the bar and the green slime and the Tyrant. He claimed not to know anything about the green slime or the Tyrant, but he did know about the bar and told me where it was located. I had no further use for him after that. So, I had my three headed friend eat him. He split the guy into three pieces and swallowed them whole. He knew too much and so did his neighbors and anyone else that might have been watching. I guess you can say I do my homework more theorely than Wesker. I know everything about everyone, thanks to my connections. My workers made it clear to any witnesses that, if the uttered a word about what they saw, I would air out their dirty laundry, so to speak or worse. I have spies watching them in case they try to pull anything. Now, to find and search this bar.

06/01/2012
My little adventure to the bar was interesting. When I arrived, the bar still looked in decent shape. Of course, its only been shut down for a couple of years. After Wesker died, some of his co-workers tried to keep the bar running, but were unsuccessful. I step into the bar and it all comes back to me. I have been to this bar once. My work was starting to get the best of me. So, I came here one day to unwind. I got more than I bargained for. The dancer were very exotic, but the people that came in and worked there were more amusing. Even the bouncer was dressed in some odd jester looking costume. Now that I think of it, that might have been Queen Virus. She did have a purple cat sitting on her head. Damn it! That was her! Oh well. It doesn’t matter now. Besides, I wasn’t there for business. I was there to relax. Though it was kind of hard to do so with all the insanity going no and the smell of burnt patties and water up to my ankles and it seemed to be rising, but I actually enjoyed it. It may have been because I was a little tipsy, but I couldn’t keep my eyes off of the guy that looked exactly like my brother, Wesker. I knew it wasn’t. Juts anther co player or role player. I did see him make a few drinks, but mainly, he just sat behind the counter, drinking his own drink and reading the newspaper. I was a bit curious to see how good of a cosplayer or roleplayer he was. So, I walked over and sat at the counter. Actually, more like sloshed over since the water was now up to my knees. I just stared at him until he noticed me. He, eventually, looks up from his paper and looks at me. He takes out what looks like an android and pulls up a picture. Not sure of what it was a picture of. He looks at me. Than back at the picture. He dose this a couple of times before moving his sunglasses down. Probably to get a better look at me. His contact lenses were impressive. They looked just like Wesker’s eyes after he was “reborn.” Perhaps, he wanted to see what my eyes looked like. I took off my sunglasses. He grins at me. I hear a quake behind me. I turn to see a duck near me. I splash water at it to shoo it away. I turn back to the guy and he’s no longer there. Shame. I put my sunglasses back on. One of the waitresses comes up to me on a flotation device and places a brightly colored drink in front of me. It almost looked like it was glowing. “Wesker wanted me to give you this,” she said. “Its on the house.” “You mean that guy that was out here just a minute ago, reading the paper,” I asked. “Uh, well I don’t recall ever seeing him sitting out here recently,” she responded. “But, he has been known to sit out here, read the paper, have a few drinks and keep an eye on everything. Anyway, enjoy.” She swims off. I look around and saw a few other people, drinking the same drink. They seemed fine. Some even seemed to have more than one. It must be that good. I drink it. It was pretty good. It must have been stronger than I thought, because that was the last thing I remembered, before waking up, soaked and wet, out on the streets with a bunch of other people. I noticed we were a few feet away from the bar. When I asked what had happened, someone said that the bar got so flooded they had to open the door to let the water out and when that happened, everyone got sucked out with the water. “How could this night get anymore bizarre,” I asked. I turned to go back to the bar and saw a shark fly towards me. I dodged it and it hits someone who was walking behind me. It was than I decided to go home. Now, I remember why I only went here once. Not surprised about what happened. The guy that owned the place seemed to take role playing seriously and someone probably didn’t take too kindly to it. Or maybe he drank too many of those glowing drinks. To my surprise, I find the cat, curled up on one of the tables. I aim for its head. I hear what sounds like a growl. It wakes up the cat. I shoot at it. It runs towards the kitchen area. I run after it. I stop in the dishwashing room. There are green stains on the floor. Could this be the green slime Queen Virus was talking about? Could it really exist? I retrieve a sample of it. I scrape some off the floor and seal it in a test tube. The stains seems to lead somewhere. I fallow them. They lead to what would’ve been a secret door, if someone hadn’t left it open. The stains seem to go right threw it. I open the door even more. The stain descends down a flight of stairs and stops at another door. I, carefully, walk down the stairs and open the door. Its too dark to see anything. I remember Queen Virus mentioned she had came across this same area and the light switch being somewhere on the left of the entrance. I feel around for it. Luckily for me, I find it without feeling anything sticky like Queen Virus said she did. I turn on the lights. It looks like someone went threw a massacre just like Queen Virus explained. Seemed like some of the blood was still fresh. I go further, gun ready. I see the human sized test tube she was talking about, but it was broken. Has if something smashed out of it. I than see the Tyrant, laying not far from the test tube, dead. It looked like it had been shot multiple times. Damn! Someone beat me to him! And had a different mission than mine. However, the Tyrant could still be of some use. I contact my workers to come retrieve the Tyrant and destroy any witnesses. I also give the green slime I found to one of them to study and told them to search the whole lab and bar for anything else useful. They are processing everything as I write this. Nothing yet on the c-virus. Maybe, if this goes well, I might not need the c-virus.

06/06/2012
I found out the green slime mutates the subject into some kind of tentacle creature. However, it seems to work differently on certain subjects for some odd reason. Some turned completely. Some, only parts of them mutated. Some only got sick from it and others weren’t effected at all. I also found out the owner of the bar put it in certain drinks. It gives the drink a kick to it. I know this from experience. Luckily, it just made me black out as far as I know. Has of now, the green slime seems to have no use to me. However, I did notice the Tyrant had suction cups on its fingers. Perhaps, it had been injected with the green slime. It’s a shame I couldn’t see it in action. In his older reports, Wesker talked about how wonderful the Tyrant he was working on was. I wonder its as good as the Tyrants I’ve made. Than again, the original Umbrella was involved in the process. So, probably not. Especially if it’s the one that was at Spencer’s mansion that helped Wesker become, “reborn.” I already have a creature that Wesker would worship me for creating, but that’s for another time. Right now, perhaps the green slime could be used has an enhancer. Alone, it doesn’t do anything useful, but maybe combined with a virus sample, who knows. I’ll have my scientist look into it right away.

06/07/2012
I’ve been told by those that do know of me that I’m worse than my brother. I take that has a compliment. Even if they’re referring to what I call, “self experimenting.” The closest thing I know of Wesker ever doing so is when he injected his self with that virus and allowed the Tyrant to kill him in order to activate it. If only he took the time to take samples from his self such has I did, he would’ve discovered that wasn’t necessary. Wesker Children shared a very special DNA and only their DNA can activate the virus. William Birkin rendered the virus useless, because he didn’t study it good enough and my brother went threw the pain of dieing for no reason. One of the many viruses I injected myself with was that same virus. I didn’t need to be, “reborn,” and I still had all the abilities and powers Wesker did. Of course, when I do these self experiments, I always make sure there is a cure ready just in case and workers standing by. So far, I haven’t needed a cure and I know my body so well from self experimenting that I know where to cut and how to do so better than a surgeon would. Its also taught me to take pain. Something else my brother could’ve learned to do a bit better at times. So many imperfections that could’ve been avoid if Wesker just thought things out more. Perhaps, he’d still be alive, if he did so.

06/12/2012
When I’m not doing research, I look for people who might be of some use to me. I discovered Wesker has a grandson. I’ve been paying him a little from time to time. His name is Alan Wesker. He claims Wesker is still alive and that’s who has been training him. I believe him. I’ve been watching Alan closer than he thinks. His abilities are remarkable, but that’s no surprise. I didn’t think he’d tell me where Wesker was and I was right, but I understand. Now that I know my brother is alive, I can find him myself. Though it won’t be easy and may take a while. I offered Alan to join me, but he still hasn’t made up his mind yet. No rush. I also met up with William Birkin’s daughter, Sherry Birkin. I thought that day would never come. Just like Wesker did, when the military brought her in, I sent spies to keep an eye on Sherry. In a past study, Leon Kennedy and Ashley Graham still had particles of the Los Plagues in their blood streams that basically gave them the same abilities and such as if they hadn’t been cured. I’m curious to know if the g-virus as done something similar to Sherry’s blood. She is also looking for Jake Muller. I’ve had my eyes on him ever since I heard the rumors that he has the same DNA has Wesker, which means he has the same DNA has me too. Such possibilities with my training. I assured no harm would come to either of them. Unless they turn out to be of no use to me, but we shall see. Has for the green slime, I was right. It is an enhancer. This could be of some use to me after all.

08/31/2012
I obtained this information a few years ago. This may also explain why I despise Ms. Wong.



When Leon came to the European village of Pueblo to search for the kidnapped Ashley, he was not the only stranger there. Someone else had come to the village, searching for something; her name was Ada Wong.



Ada was a spy. Years prior, she had infiltrated Raccoon City in its final days to steal a sample of the G-Virus from Umbrella’s underground research facility. She happened to meet Leon in the course of her mission, feeding him the story that she was a civilian, searching for her lover, to cover her real purpose. At first, she used Leon as a means to an end, but eventually found herself charmed by Leon’s earnestness and a bond began to form between them. Ada eventually did find the G-Virus sample, but ended up taking a moral blow to protect Leon. On the verge of death, she was saved by Wesker.



Six years later, Wesker invited Ada to join the “Third Organization,” from which she began her convert operations once more under his orders. This time, her objective was to obtain a sample of the “Control Plagas.” Ada intercepted an email sent from cult researcher Luis to an old collage friend and learned the he was looking for a way out of the cult.



Ada offered Luis protection in exchange for the sample and Luis agreed. In the course of her attempt to rendezvous with him, however, Ada caught site of Leon, who was there on his own investigation. Seeing him there caused Ada to deviate from her mission, earning her severe rebuke from Wesker. He ordered her to kill Leon, encouraging her to “eliminate the distraction.”



Ada’s plains were thrown wildly off course when Luis was killed by Saddler and the sample passed back into the hands of the cult. The situation soon became more chaotic with the man Jack Kruaser playing the Los Illuminados and The Third Organization off each other to his own purposes.



Krauser was looking for a way to break free if the limits of the human body and become the ultimate warrior. His ambition had begun in 2002 when his left arm was badly injured during Operation Javier, which he participated in with Leon. It was than too that he witnessed the power of Umbrella’s viruses had to offer. Following the incident, he faked his own death and got in contact with Wesker, but his joining the Third Organization was merely a stepping stone in the realization of this ambition.



Ada used the confusion to her advantage, turning her back on Wesker’s orders and working to achieve her own goals. Sometimes manipulating Leon, sometimes supporting him….it was just like their time together in Raccoon City six years earlier. She defeated Krauser, who was ordered by Wesker to kill Leon, then went after the high priest Saddler to obtain the Control Plagas. Saddler activated the Control Plagas inside of himself and transformed, but he was no match for the team of Ada and Leon.



After Saddler’s defeat, Ada stole the control plagas sample from Leon, promising him she would “take good care of it.” She than left the island before it blew up. Leon also managed to escape the island with Ashley in tow.



Ada betrayed the Third Organization, however, and left Wesker with a mere subordinate plagas sample. She had been a double agent all along, acting under another organization’s orders while only pretending to serve Wesker. It was this other organization to which she gave the real control plagas sample.



Wesker was disappointed, if not, entirely shocked by Ada’s betrayal. In the end, he obtained a control plagas sample through other means. Then started researching it in the name of his own ends.

This is exactly why I despises Ms. Wong. Has I’ve explained to others, my brother trusted her and there are very few people he actually did trust and Ms. Wong stabs him in the back. I’m not fond of Mr. Kruaser either, but he is dead. Though there are a few that claim he is still alive, but that makes no difference to me. He’s nothing more than a host that failed to control the Los Plagas. Ms. Wong is more of my concern. I have reasons to believe that she has something to do with C-Virus, which, if that’s the case, is most likely something she stole from my brother. I’m not sure how my brother feels about me and may never know, but he is still my brother and I will take care of Ms. Wong for him.

09/12/2012
While I research everyone that works for me in anyway, before I even hire them, some still wonder why I hire people that any Wesker might be ify about. Its not because I trust them or anyone for that matter. I have a way of ensuring they don’t betray me. I’ve tried using traces of the Los Plagas, but it doesn’t do much to someone that’s already infected with the full Los Plagas. Both the full and traces of the Los Plagas cancan be fought and the host can control them, if they are strong enough. Even to the point where the Control Plagas has no effect on them. When the full or Traces of the Los Plagas do work, the results are amazing, but I needed something more flawless. That’s when I created a chip that with just a slight push of a button, I can control even the most strong willed person. Injection is nothing, but when the chip is activated, it can be slightly painful and worse if the person tires to fight it. Once the chip is implanted, only I know how to properly remove it. If anyone else tries, both the person implanted with the chip and the person trying to remove the chip will die. When tampered with, the chip gives off a very powerful jolt of electricity. So powerful that death is instant. I have injected the chip in all my workers and solders. None of them even know. So far, I’ve only had to activate two of them. One was a chip I injected into Selene, One of my brother’s experiments that turned against him. Despite that, I offered her to join my army, but she refused. Until, during our little battle, she dealt with one of many forms. In my spider form, I can create a ball of webbing with small spiders in it. Once thrown, it opens on my victim and covers them with the small spiders that usually end up biting them. The spiders produce a venom that is so toxic that even those who claimed to be infected with the Wesker Virus fall dead from it. Selene almost suffered that fate, until I told her I have the cure and she agreed to join my army in return. I knew Selene was a member of the BSAA and my plain was to have her spy on them. Especially Chris. However, she is very loyal to them. They’re like family to her and I Knew she wouldn’t go threw with it. So, I put a chip in the antidote. Its microscopic, so it can’t be seen by the naked eye. I activated it while she was asleep. Even in her sleep, she still struggled from the pain. It worked perfectly. Selene is now under my control and has no problem spying on the BSAA and Chris. She even offered to kill Chris for me. It was a tempting offer, but that privilege is for me or my brother, if I ever find Wesker. Than there is David Redfield, brother of Claire and Chris Redfield and works for the government. He is different from Chris and Claire. David is infected with the C-Virus. That alone made him perfect for my army from what I know about the C-Virus, but he refused to join. Even after he said, if I caught him, He’d join my army. I caught him and he still didn’t do has he was told. One of my sniper solders shot him and since David can’t die, it just knocked him out. That gave me more than enough time to take him to one of my many hide outs, restrain him and inject him with the chip. That’s how I caught him as well. When David refused to obey me, even after I warned him about the chip, I activated it. David put up a good fight, but it only made the process more painful for him. Eventually, he gave in and now he’s under my control. Most likely, FourEyes will come after me, because of David, but I’m not worried. I’ve dealt with Vector in the past and I’m pretty sure I can handle her. I’ve also, recently found out they had a daughter together. She may or may not be old enough to understand exactly what’s going on, but either way, if it comes down to it, I will not hesitate harm or even kill a child.

11/09/2012
I’m not sure if I mentioned this in a previous entry or not. I’ve been so busy with more important things that, sometimes, I forget what I wrote in my previous entries. In fact, that’s why I don’t do them all the time. I have more important things to worry about. Moving on, the unnamed virus was an unfinished experiment of my brother’s. One of my solders found the data and what not for it on one of his missions. I won’t go into detail about what his mission was or how or where he found this data and such, because that’s not important right now. Apparently, form what I looked up and was able to find, this virus my brother was working on was discovered before he discovered the Uroborus. He worked on the unnamed virus, until he discovered the Uroborus and became more focused, some would argue obsessed, with the Uroborus and never finished the unnamed virus. I felt the need to complete it and did so, successfully. I’ve only injected the unnamed virus into three subjects. Myself, my three headed dog Zeal, and Dark Plagas. I don’t have to explain how much of a success the experiment was for me. If anyone is curious, I’ll be more than happy to give them a demonstration. Has for Zeal and Dark Plagas, those will be two separate journal entries, because they both have interesting stories behind how they became infected. Has for the virus having no name, what the virus actually does is more important to me than what its called. I have my ways of identifying it from the others without naming it. Besides, I’ll come up with a brilliant name for it and some ignorant sloth will shorten it to a letter, because they’re not intelligent enough to learn how to pronounce the full name or, heaven forbid, it might be too long of a name. If other scientists can live with their creation’s name being shortened to a simple letter, that’s fine, but I find it offensive that I spend seconds of my life that I’ll never get back to think of a brilliant name for one of my virus creations and have some ignorant fool insult me by shorten the name to a letter. No good idiots with the intelligence of a new born.

01/02/2013
Zeal was the first to be injected with the unnamed virus. Yes. Even before me. I had recently completed the unnamed virus and had tested it only on both dead and living cells. From what I researched, it can regenerate dying and fully dead cells without any side effects. I wanted to see if it did the same for a full host. Has I searched for a test subject, I cam across a group of guys, beating a poor, defenseless dog. When I asked why they were doing so, they told me for no reason. While some may disagree with the reasons I have for doing things, I still have my reasons for doing what I do and I don’t like seeing an animal, beaten for no reason. If it was bad than yes or if it was a human, I wouldn’t care, but this didn’t do. I. simply, removed my sunglasses and showered them my eyes. When asked what was up with my eyes, I replied, “these are the eyes of a Goddess,” and made them glow. They ran off like the cowards they were. I saw a name on the collar of the dog that said, “Zeal.” Obviously, whoever owned him at the time wasn’t responsible enough to own this poor mutt. However, being that he was half dead. Made him just the test subject I needed. I took Zeal back to my lab and injected him with the unnamed virus. It worked instantly. Unfortunately, there was a side effect. The virus caused Zeal to grow to extra, fully functional heads. I later discovered it was due to the fact that the regenerating of the cells and tissues caused by the virus seemed to work too well. It over generated and made too may cells and tissues that formed the two extra heads. Though, they turned out to make Zeal stronger. Along with other abilities he gained from the unnamed virus, which are strength, regeneration, speed and can breathe fire. After about a month of studying Zeal, I injected myself with the unnamed virus. I gained all the abilities, but none of the side effects. I even gained another ability. I can change into anyone or anything I want. Zeal was one of my first, successful experiments and the unnamed virus was one of the first viruses I injected myself with and gained power from.

01/11/2013
It’s a bit interesting how I first met Dark Plagas. One night, there was a sighting of a trespasser on my property. My solders told me it was Leon. I found it odd, after all I put him threw, he’d come back. I guessed he still felt he had a score to settle with me. The feeling was mutual and I decided to help look for Leon. Has I searched the area, there was a scream. It sounded like Leon and than it turned into some inhuman nose I cannot describe and than back to Leon’s screams and than silence. It sounded like Leon had transformed into something and than changed back and the process was painful for him. We fallowed the screams. I, of course, got there before my solders did. He was lying on the ground, bleeding. This black ooze also came out of his wounds and his clothes had been torn. There was something different about Leon. His hair was black and I never picture Leon being the type to dye his hair any color and he had black veins, showing threw his skin. When I went to take a closer look, his eyes, quickly, opened, revealing his red eyes. They, quickly, turn towards me and Leon leaps to his feet with speed I never knew he had. He stands there, waiting for me to make my move. Leon had the same insane look Ada described in one report of her’s I managed to get a hold of, when the Los Plagas was starting to take control of Leon and the look gave has he was strangling Ada. I try to approach him, but he lets out a hiss. The same kind I’ve heard cephalos make when its host’s head has been removed in some way and its exposed. Finally, my solders catch up with me and one shoots a tranquilizer gun at Leon. He collapse to the ground. I get a closer look and see his wounds have healed, but the veins remain. Along with his black hair. I take him to my lab to study him further. He might have been infected with something I could’ve used. I strapped him to one of the sugerical tables. Just in case he woke up. Sure enough, before I could do anything else, he woke up and asked me the weirdest question. “Did I make it threw,” still woozy from the tranquilizer dart. I asked him what he meant by that and he explained how he was from an alternate universe and how I, in his universe, had infected him with los plagas traces, but rather than cure him, I infected him with the unnamed virus to make him stronger. He had escaped from me and found out he couldn’t control the plagas traces and the unnamed virus and because of that, and how they made him look, everyone he thought would always be there for him, turned against him. Even the government he worked for, which is the main reason he came to this universe. Though he didn’t explain how he did it. I told him I would teach him how to control the plagas traces and the unnamed virus in exchange for his services in my army. Felling he had no other choice, he agreed. He is now one of my best solders. I pay him for his services now, but its well worth it. Even if we don’t always see eye to eye. He also prefers to go under Dark Plagas, a nickname he gave his self. Whatever makes him happy. If he’s happy than there is a less chance that he’ll betray me.

06/22/2014
My entries are far and few at times. Has I might have mentioned before. I’ve been very busy with the usual and learning new things with the help of Vergil, a Nephilim. For those that don’t know, a Nephilim is a part angle, part demon creature though his appearance is human. Apparently, he is a very powerful one and has quite the reputation. A bit different from his twin brother, Dante, but I’ll get into that another time, perhaps. I’ve been aware of stuff like that and magic and witch craft and other stuff like that. I’ve recently become allies with a very powerful man named Mundus, who is a demon in a human vassal. I later found out he killed Dante’s and Vergil’s father and mother, but, despite that, Vergil still wanted to work with me. I would let Mundus deal with the whole witch craft nonsense, but than I realized that stuff might just benefit my experiments. I had read my brother’s journal that he too had met up with twin brothers that were also named Dante and Vergil, but they were part human, part demon. Form a far, he studied them, but came to a conclusion that it wasn’t really magic they used, but some type of science that looked like magic. So he thought and, since than, didn’t believe in it. If only he had gotten closer to at least one of them like I have, he would’ve realized he missed a lot, but I suppose he was too busy or something. He doesn’t really talk much about Vergil and Dante themselves. Just what they did and he only wrote two entries about it. Rather disappointing, because I know he could’ve done better, but oh well. Anyway, to see if with craft would do anything for me, I’m going to ask Vergil to help me with Something I’ve been wanting to do, but never thought it would be possible. I would ask Mundus, but he is far too busy. The thing I want Vergil to help me with has to do with Zeal. While Zeal has been the perfect guard/side kick, I feel he could do better. The idea came to me one day, when I was observing Zeal to cone up with ways I could make him better. I noticed each of his three had its own personality. I still can’t believe I didn’t notice this sooner. The one in the middle is Zeal’s original head and seems to help out the other heads in anyway it can. Fro example; if one is about to get hit by something, the middle head will try to protect it in anyway it can and seems to use its strength more than the others. The head on the right seems a bit unorthodox and unstable. Nothing to worry about, but due to that, can be unpredictable. Even the other heads don’t know what he’ll do, but its always effective. He also seems to bark more than the other heads do. Especially when faced with an opponent. I believe that’s his way of talking trash has they would say and he likes to bit more than the others. Mind you, all of their jaws are strong enough to turn one’s skull into dust. They left one seems to be able to use his surroundings as a weapon. For example; if there was nothing else in the room and its faced with an opponent, hell use the walls to jump and flip off of. Kind of odd seeing a three head dog the size of a horse doing stuff like that though, but I’ve seen stranger. He also likes to use his fireball ability more than the others. With all that and Zeal’s intelligence being that of a human’s gave me the idea to give him a human form. One he can change back into his dog form from. The problem, people will notice a human with three heads and that not what I wanted. Separating them would be fatal and eve if it wasn’t, there would be no way they could go back to the three headed dog form. Now, with the whole witch craft thing, that may change.

08/25/2014
I had a very interesting dream last night. I dreamed that one of my solders had found some footage from Wesker’s own home that they thought I should see. I sent them off and did so. It showed a nice backyard with nice lawn furniture. Sitting together was Wesker, Ada and the lady that was Jake’s mother. I recognized her from files I had obtained both in my dreams and waking life. Wesker was between both of them and all three seemed happy. Even Wesker. He didn’t have his usual emotionless look. He was actually smiling and laughing and even paying around with Ada and Jake’s mom. He would even, playfully, push them around. This was odd for me, because I don’t even remember him acting like this. Even when he was a child. Than he kissed one of them, but it wasn’t Jake’s mom. It was Ada. She was saying how much she loved him and they were making out and, thankfully, that’s when I woke up. It was the middle of the night and I just lied there, thinking about the meaning of the dream. Vergil has told me that dreams usually have a meaning to them. I usually don’t bother, but this dream peeked my interest. From what I got from it, the lady everyone thought was Jake’s mom wasn’t. Ada was his mom and the lady was a cover up. I’m not sure how Wesker felt, but I’m pretty sure Ada didn’t want anyone knowing she had a kid. Considering what her job appears to be, I don’t blame her. I, finally, went back to sleep and dreamed that Jake somehow found out and went out to search for answers and to confirm that it was all true. He went to a town where I assumed he grew up and found someone who knew everything. I was hidden somewhere one no could see me, but I could see them. In the dream, I too wanted to find answers and confirm it was all true and was watching Jake and listening to the conversion he was having with the guy. The guy even knew the whole thing with Ada and Wesker. He mentioned something about Jake not being the only Muller and than I woke up, again. I figured the guy meant Ada and that when Jake’s supposed mom died, he thought he was the only one in his family left. I told Vergil about both of my dreams and my thoughts on them. I figured, since he knows more about that dream stuff than I do, perhaps he’d be able to make more scene of the dreams than me. He too thought they were interesting, but didn’t say much else. He has been and is very busy. He said he can and agreed to giving Zeal a human form. Its not so much the process itself that takes so long, but actually finding the ingredients and everything else he needs to do so, scene a lot of it is hard to find. It’ll be all worth it in the end. I just know it.