Albert Wesker and the Tests
Albert Wesker and the Tests
Author's Note: Yes, 'tests' and not 'testes', that'd be a whole other story... Thanks for your feedback guys, as always it is greatly appreciated. Enjoy. Apologies for any bad science in this chapter. Expertly beta’d by Jack Kellar.
It wasn't even as though Wesker was completely deadened to the surreal mess his existence had become – he was very much still aware of how utterly nonsensical the current situation was.
However, he had decided it was infinitely easier to just accept that he was watching a light-blue flying horse being strapped into a harness attached to a machine that looked like its primary use was of a sadomasochistic nature. His scientific mind still screamed defiance at him every time he steadfastly refused to overanalyse the more bizarre aspects of his life in Equestria, but he got the impression that he was saving himself a few major headaches by doing so. He had enough problems without actively adding to them.
Therefore, it was with blank indifference that the blond stallion watched Rainbow Dash as she was... harnessed, before Twilight turned to him and began to explain some of the specifics of what was about to occur. "I've set the harness to offer an identical resistance to Rainbow's weight, which is much lighter than yours because..."
Wesker had his own theory and decided to interrupt in order to venture it. "Avian skeletal structure?"
The lavender unicorn beamed. "Exactly, Albert! Pegasi have hollow bones and sinewy muscles, unlike the much denser skeletal and muscle structures of earth ponies. We're noting how much force she exerts when pulling against her exact weight." She turned back towards the fidgeting pegasus. "You ready to go, Rainbow?"
The cyan mare nodded cockily and braced herself.
Twilight yelled, "Go!", and in an instant, the athletic mare began straining with all her might against the still suspicious looking harness. Meanwhile, the unicorn read a dial situated on the other side of her contraption, muttering excitedly to herself and taking copious amounts of notes with a notepad and quill, both of which had seemingly materialised out of nowhere.
A sole bead of sweat began to lazily snake its way down Rainbow's face, betraying the incredible level of effort that the mare was putting into this exercise. A thought occurred to Wesker at that very moment, one which made him realise just how much he allowed his pride to influence his decisions.
He wanted to beat her at this contest.
Even if it meant being locked in a sterile white room and examined for the rest of his days, he was going to better Rainbow Dash in these feats of strength; even if he was chased from Ponyville by concerned civilians with pitchforks for being a monstrous, mutated freak, Wesker was going to flaunt his superiority.
Fingers crossed here that you don't break Twi's kinky sex box, Al.
The blond allowed himself a tiny smirk in muted response. He made no promises. An explanation, unerringly and eerily accurate in many ways, had already been provided by Twilight. His amnesia was a deliberately manufactured occurrence, implemented in order to disguise his existence as a biologically enhanced superpony. Simple.
Yes you are, Albert. Do you really think no complications will arise from Miss Sparkle making that assumption?
Wesker rolled his eyes. Complications always arose from everything he did and every decision he had ever made anyhow. He failed to see how this particular incident would be any different, regardless of what Twilight chose to believe.
Once more, he examined Rainbow Dash's strenuous effort as she strained forcefully against the harness. It was obvious that the irritating pegasus was indeed an impressive athlete and that her score would probably be fairly high once Twilight revealed it. That would probably make his resounding victory even more delicious.
Easy, tiger, you need to leave the machine intact.
After a great deal of straining and sweating, Twilight eventually gave the signal that Rainbow could stop pulling. She took the opportunity gratefully, sinking to the floor and panting heavily. She still looked very pleased with herself, however, but Wesker suspected that was just how Rainbow Dash looked 99.9% of the time.
Twilight examined the dial. "Wow, Rainbow! You pulled with the force of just over twice your weight! That's really impressive."
The smug smile the cyan mare directed towards the former STARS captain was not lost upon the latter, and as he slowly strode forward for his turn in the harness, dark thoughts rang inside his head. Twilight hooked him into the unusual construction and gave him a reassuring smile, misinterpreting his annoyance for apprehension. "Remember, Albert, it's for science. I'll just set the machine to your weight."
There was a great deal of creaking, groaning and screeching from the machine, which made Wesker a little uneasy, and he made sure to clear his mind and squash the morbid notions waiting to come up.
Twilight spoke once more, "All done, I've set it to... Oh wait..."
Whatever she had to say was swiftly ignored by the stallion as he began straining against the harness, pulling against the dubious horsewear was far more difficult than he had anticipated it would be – it felt as though he was actually struggling to make any real headway. He increased his efforts even further, until he felt the first few vestiges of perspiration trickle down his forehead and flank. Even then, he knew he could push himself even further, and jolted his body further forward in order to exert the absolute maximum of effort he could offer.
His vision clouded around the edges and blood pounded in his eardrums, almost muting Twilight's desperate calls for him to stop. Alas, they didn't, and he complied begrudgingly, feeling as though there was still another level he could have reached. "How did I do, Miss Sparkle?"
Silence greeted his question; the violet unicorn was staring numbly at the dial, her mouth hanging open loosely. After a long period of baffled nothingness issuing from her lips, she finally conjured up a few words, "You pulled one and a half times the weight."
Wesker snorted derisively, irritation carved sharply into his tired features. "297 pounds? That's pathetic!"
Twilight shook her head slowly and deliberately, her disbelief palpable. "I tried to stop you before you started, Albert. I accidentally set the weight to 1.980 pounds." She made eye contact through his darkened shades. "You've exerted a force of fifteen times your own body weight."
Wesker weighed up the consequences of having allowed his pride to take centre stage on this occasion, before he decided to glance in the direction of a shocked Rainbow Dash. "Oh. Is that good, Miss Sparkle?" he questioned the intellectual mare once more.
"Albert," she began flatly, "you have just pulled the equivalent of over a ton." Her magic flared and she scribbled so furiously on the notepad, Wesker wouldn't have been surprised to see smoke rising from the paper. "It's not just good, it should be impossible."
Wesker blinked a few times in the uncomfortable silence that followed and attempted to explain his away his superpony abilities via the oblivious card. "Ponies have pulled objects that weigh more than a ton before, haven't they, Miss Sparkle?"
She didn't look up from the notepad. "Yes, they have Albert; extreme bodybuilding ponies have pulled much heavier objects before…" Wesker opened his mouth to drive forward his point, but wasn't allowed the opportunity, as Twilight pressed on, "… but objects that have wheels! What you've done is exert over a ton of torque using nothing but your own body. You could probably move an item around two hundred tons if it was wheeled with that kind of strength!"
"Ah."
At this point, Twilight practically exploded. "Ah?! Don't you realise what you've just done? You've pushed past the capabilities of any pony that has ever existed! You are the strongest pony in all of Equestria, and all you can say is 'ah'?!"
"Erm..." Seeing a vein twitch above Twilight's eye, he continued, "I am very surprised, dear heart." He paused, "on the inside."
At this moment, he was able to catch a glance at Twilight's current page of notes, which consisted of a crude sketch of himself, a drawing of a shocked face and the words 'WHAT IN THE HAY' practically cut into the paper at the bottom of the page from the sheer pressure the quill had imprinted into it. "Were I you, I wouldn't submit that to a scientific journal, Miss Sparkle."
Inexplicable outrage at Wesker's disrespect for world records momentarily forgotten, Twilight's ears flattened against her head and a fiery blush spread across her cheeks. "I sort of forgot what I was doing at that moment."
She bristled at the sceptical look she received. "It was surprising, alright?!"
"Okay, Miss Sparkle, no need for anger. Shall we proceed with the tests?"
The intellectual mare let out a calming breath. "Fine. We're not done with this, but we can move onto the pads for now." She turned towards the utterly noiseless and flabbergasted Rainbow Dash. "Rainbow, you ready to hit some pads?"
The pegasus nodded mutely, casting a nervous glance at Wesker as she slowly walked towards the location of the foam-covered objects and braced herself to strike at them with her forelegs, much like Wesker had seen Applejack do in order to harvest apples.
Twilight raised her notepad and quill once more in preparation, tearing out the top page and crumpling it into a ball before tossing it into the dark recesses of the basement. "Okay, Rainbow," she said, glancing at a separate dial situated on the mechanism, "hit the pads with all of your might!"
Rainbow duly obliged, letting loose a thunderous kick into the centre of the spongy targets. Once more, the levitating quill of Twilight's went to town on her poor defenceless notepad as she checked upon her friend's score. Turning towards Wesker, she piped up, "It's the same as the last test, in a way... the force is just exerted in a different way and on a much smaller area, so I expect the results to be higher. I'll be comparing your totals with your weights."
Wesker nodded his assent and Twilight continued, "All right Rainbow, you got a total of around 3 times your body weight, which is what you'd expect from a top drawer athlete."
Rainbow smiled – unusually faintly, as Wesker noticed. "Thanks, Twi, I guess practicing for the Wonderbolts keeps me in top shape."
Twilight grinned in return and the pair both turned expectantly to face Wesker, who mirrored the stance of the pegasus and approached the pads. It had to be said that lashing out with his hind legs felt profoundly wrong to the ex-Umbrella employee, but he persevered. A single powerful hit thudded into the foam and he turned to witness the reaction of the scientifically inclined unicorn.
She looked disconcerted. "Albert, you really don't look comfortable hitting the pads like that. Why don't you try using the same style that you used against Gilda? That was entirely reflexive, so it's possible you knew it before you came to Ponyville."
Wesker sighed but gave a weary nod. He decided to reattempt what he had tried to do when he appeared in the field near Applejack's farmhouse, the Cobra Strike.
He tottered uneasily onto his hind legs, his new skeletal structure protesting all the way, until he could balance with ease. Once he felt settled enough, he put all his power into the single palm, or in his case, straight hoof strike...
And flinched as he smashed through the pad, causing the device to spark, smoke and hiss.
He rubbed his sore hoof numbly and slowly turned towards Twilight and Rainbow Dash, dreading the reaction he was about to receive. He took a small degree of solace in that he had only broken a singular pad, not the entire machine itself. Twilight once more looked absolutely stunned as she rubbed her eyes disbelievingly whilst making more furious – and probably incomprehensible – notes.
Rainbow Dash, on the other hand, merely stroked a hoof along the base of her chin repeatedly. "Say, Al, have you ever played Hoofball before?"
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Why am I not surprised with Rainbow
Using a geneticly modified pony on your hoofball team I think thats cheating
Even in death. Wesker is a badass. dl.dropbox.com/u/31471793/FiMFiction/emoticons/misc_Octavia2.png
must has moaaaaaaaar
Wesker's
bodyscore count on Hoofball will be fantastic.That is, if he's already grown used to his (relatively new) form.
'You pulled one and a half times the weight.' At first I was like wat?
There has to be some kind of mistake. 'I accidentally set the weight to 1980 pounds.' Oh, there it is. 
1215008 My exact same reaction...lol
P.S. Jayfeather is still best cat.
1215126 Yes. Yes he is.
This story is so gut-wrenchingly good that it's almost as unnatural as Albert Wesker himself. This is the first story I've ever read that has done what stories are supposed to do; elicit feelings of suspense in the reader. This entire chapter a knot of nervousness lied in my stomach as I wondered if Wesker's true nature was going to finally be revealed, as I wondered how Twilight and Rainbow would take it if his true nature was indeed revealed, and how the rest of Equestria would take it. Such events did not occur during the chapter, but it was the wonder and suspense that mattered the most. The wonder and suspense that I have not felt in any story I have ever read in my life, whether it be published in physical form or uploaded to the internet, and for that I have but one thing to say:
I fucking love this story.
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Wowzers.
Thank you very much, I am incredibly glad you're enjoying the story so much.
FINALY a resident evil Fic.
I personally wanted to make a fiction about jill as a pony, her special talent is ...of all things...lockpicking, and it happens when she is all on drugs and shit in RE5.
By the way, i love you
1215281
And I love you, Knivesy.
Wow, this is actually pretty close to what Id expect from wesker.
Looking through his past feats it's not surprising at all.
Forget old spice or powerthirst, Genetic engineering is the way to go! Keep goin and stay golden^^
...A Wesker pony!?!?!!? OMG THIS I gotta read! I am so gonna love this. ^^
1215430
I hope you do.
I can't wait for the inevitable scene where he comes flying out of the sky, throwing a cruise missile on some poor sod.
That last line
Oh, Dashie...
Oh boy, Wesker and hoofball. This ought to be good.
If he kicks the ball, it could go through a pony's skull. that's amazing
Nice chapter
Hm.
If Albert could strike with such force then Chris should have been dusted after the first strike. Then again he HAS been shown to put his hand through things...
I dunno lol.
Admit it: if you had an opportunity to have Wesker on your team, you'd take take it in a heartbeat.
Hehehehe, when she mentioned the amount of weight being pushed, I was like "As expected from the one who bears the T-Virus"
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I know what you're saying, I imagine if he could punch that hard then Chris wouldn't stand much of a chance but I do think of some of the death scenes in RE5 where Wesker punches straight through his chest. Not to mention the fight scene just after Wesker kills Spencer where he hits Chris and the latter flies back about 20 feet into the bookcase.
Maybe I'm overthinking it.
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Well yeah, Wesker is one strong dude. In RE4 Mercenaries he could cobra strike a zombie all the way across the map.
However, getting slammed by a force capable of throwing a man bodily 20 feet (who can still then stand up afterwards) and getting slammed by a fist capable of several tons is crazy.
Then again, you could always explain it away since he is an enhanced earth pony and not a human anymore. If Big Mac can pull a house I don't see why Albert can't lug 200 tons amirite?
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Yeah, you're right, it is a bit of a disrepancy.
That would make more sense, not to mention the 'cartoony' nature of the world. Haha, I actually did research into the 'pulling 200 tons' thing. Apparently the heaviest aircraft ever pulled by a single human being is around 188 tons. I figured I'd round it up for Wesker because he's a total boss.
tch from wesker not suprising at all what i find fantastic however is the girls reactions to his strength twi completely dumbfounded but finds it fantastic on how super strong he is (love it) and rainbow who at first is suspicious then disheartened by his impossible feats of far superior strength then eager to get him in physical activities possibly extatic of having someone so diffrent around (which i find that i love and pretty RD of her) xDD knowing dash after this she'll try to challenge him whenever she can at physical play ^w^ but have enough respect for him to give him room when he wishes to indulge himself in his "egghead" ways xDD or possiblely she might want him to teach her or train her? :P im so excited KEEP GOING!! xDD
“You have just pulled the equivalent of over a ton.”
No...he ALMOST pulled a ton. It takes 2000 pounds (well, short/US pounds) to equal a ton. Unless your counting his body weight...which confuses me greatly...
Must have MOAR
but love the story so far keep up the good work man
I do not ask but demand of you more of this story.
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1980 (The number of pounds the machine was set to) multiplied by 1.5 equals 2970 pounds, which is over a ton. Sorry, I may not have made it clear, he pulled one and half times the set weight and Rainbow Dash exerted a force of twice her weight against the machine set to her own weight. I think I may have made the whole process needlessly convoluted.
Hells yeah, Its time for some HOOFBALL!!!
Also, why do I find all of the good stories so late?? It's 11pm right now...
Quite enjoyable. I look forward to more.
Another chapter well done.
I don't know if thought of this or not but, I can see Wesker running down the field with half of the opposing team holding on to him, trying to stop him and failing horribly. Just saying...
Not gonna lie... I'm loving this story like no other. It's been ages since I've read any fic or book that feeds my reading soul like this and makes me want to read it instead of sleep.
This fic makes me Squee like no other
Finally got back from San Francisco! I had to wait 4 days for this thing and it was so worth it!!
Oh, and Wesker's owning of the machines: expected.
Reactions: expected
Final line:
Everypony is doomed.... what could they possibly do to stop Albert from winning every physical contest ever? Well, as much as I like Wesker,
I don't think he will ever be able to beat telekinesis unless he out runs it.
Wesker Vs Snowflake/Roidrage, battle of a lifetime.
Dangit Wesker! Stop being so awsome!!!
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Ok.
1217529 No, it wouldn't. Wesker'd win within 30 seconds.
Best. Line. Ever. That line, mixed with Joy's "Penis penis penis penis penis" from several chapters back automatically makes this the best story in existence.
Keep it up man. Please.
Super Wesker!
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It's not cheating until they make it illegal!!
Wait, you thought I meant this fic? No way this fic is hilarious. I mean Rainbow's choice in going-out-of-chapter banter and attempt at getting the upperhand with a.... as Wes would put it, "God." Overall this fic..... is Bucking Hilarious sir. Well done. Also.. a thought... If Wes was a unicorn..... dear lord. Outstanding physical power AND magic? A day in which history books could not describe the terror we faced that day....
wow I think wesker just blew twilight's mind
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if jay feather is the blind cat then i agreeeeeeeeeeeeeee! entirly yeah yeah blind cat
any way this was a great chapter and wesker was like Wam!!! .........ooops,broke it!?
1232114 Jayfeather is the blind cranky cat. That's why I love him.