Albert Wesker is a man of few words, as that is what they have said.

Nobody knew what he hid behind those trademark glasses of his and that cold facade that he always wore, he was a mystery that everybody wanted to solve.

He wasn't close with anyone, not with his team nor colleagues, but to a man named William Birkin.

He had been said that he and Albert had been the closest, the captain of Alpha team and the virologist that worked in S.T.A.R.S.

“I will be needing the reports right after you are done, they must be at my desk 9 PM sharp.” He spoke, looking at you, his eyes was covered by his trademark sunglasses.

His tone was almost nonchalant, no ounce of emotion found.