Kent moved swiftly down the hallway toward the holding cells. It had been three days since Alexandra had returned from the installation and gone on her little killing spree. He was eternally grateful that he had been called back to the home office early, he had no doubt he too had been on her death list. However the deaths of four people and an entire U.B.C.S. team couldn't keep a smile from his face. Her little 'episode' would provide the perfect opportunity to employ his plan.

"Mr. Kent, finally." A short thin young man with thick glasses nervously fiddled with his clipboard as Kent came to a stop in front of him. "All you have to do is sign these papers and we can start the T-Virus experiments on Ms. Wesker."

"T-Virus experiments?" Kent crossed his arms. "Who said that we would be performing T-Virus experiments on young Ms. Wesker?"

"Well…ah…I just assumed."

"Never assume anything Dr. Peters, it makes you seem stupider than usual." Kent turned his attention from the doctor to the door behind him. "How is she?"

"Well the injuries were not extensive. We did have a rather hard time treating her, however. She injured two of the Doctors, one nurse, and killed three guards." Peters flipped through the paperwork on his clipboard. "I'm afraid we had to restrain her."

"Really?" Kent rubbed at his chin. "What kind of restraints?"

"Currently she is chained to the wall by two restraints on each wrist. The chains are about five feet long so she is allowed some movement." Peters flipped through several more papers. "She has not been eating much and her smoking has increased. We didn't feel the need to prevent her smoking habit so we have been providing her with cigarettes. She also prefers the lights to be turned off, so it is rather dark in there."

Kent nodded. So Alexandra Wesker really had snapped. His smile widened slightly. Yes she would be perfect for his plan.

"Open the door."

"But sir…"

Kent turned his attention from the door to the young doctor. The doctor shrank back a bit and quickly unlocked the cell door. Kent stepped inside.

The room was dark, the only light coming through the open door. In the far corner he saw the silhouette of Alex. She was sitting in the corner, legs drawn up on the bed, her chin resting on her knees. He caught only small details of her face as she took a drag off her cigarette.

The only other feature he could see was her eyes as the light from the hallway glinted off of them. If he hadn't known better he would have sworn he was staring at Albert Wesker, not his baby sister.

"I feel so popular." She whispered, her eyes flicking up to meet his. "You're the third person to come and see me today."

"You should know they want to experiment on you." Kent leaned against the doorway, crossing his arms. "I'm the only thing keeping them from doing that."

"Your concern is dully noted." Alex narrowed her eyes. "What do you want?"

"I have a mission for you Ms. Wesker and you will cooperate." Kent took a step forward. "Or I will personally involve myself in your experiments. Am I understood?"

Alex leaned forward letting the light from the door play across her face.

"I want you to remember one thing. You are still alive because you weren't here when I killed the others. Watch you back Kent or you might find a knife buried in it one day."

Kent took a step backwards. The woman staring at him with those cold cobalt blue eyes was not the Alexandra he remembered. She had fallen much further than he had originally guessed. His smile disappeared, replaced by a deep frown.

"I'll take that as a yes. You're training begins tomorrow…"