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Chapter 1

Meeting Again

Leon Scott Kennedy sat in Church Sunday morning. He became a born-again-Christian after the events of Raccoon city and went back to his Roman Catholic roots.

"Our mass has ended. Let us go and serve the Lord and each other," the priest stated.

Leon had left St. Peter Church and began to proceed to his car. As he walked out, he saw children and their parents speaking with Father Dan, the parish priest, and other people walking to their cars, or walking to the store across the street. It was now noon, and he decided to go home for lunch, as he didn't like to go to public diners alone. It was a sort of phobia for him. He just didn't like being alone in the presence of lovers and spouses. He had tried to date women, but it was never successful. He got to three months with Claire Redfield, but it just didn't work out because they couldn't see themselves as any more than just good friends.

He approached his car, and then noticed that his shoe was untied.

"Damn," he sneered quietly, "I gotta get some new shoes. These keep coming untied."

He began to tie his shoes, but slowly looked up when a shadow came over his foot. He saw thin, yet strong legs. They were freshly shaved and were shaped perfectly. No hair could be seen growing and there were no cuts or blemishes on the legs. He looked further up and saw a woman in an emerald green shirt and a red skirt. She had a Eurasian face and black hair that was just touching her shoulders. She looked down at him, and Leon was stunned by her beauty. He recognized who she was, but he was in too much shock to say anything. He opened his mouth to say something, but his jaw stayed open. He felt like his jaw was about to hit the ground as the woman brushed some of her hair behind her ear and giggled. The sound of her giggle made Leon's heart beat faster and was still paralyzed and was still trying to say the words that were in his brain. The woman rolled her eyes and smiled,

"Hey there, handsome," the woman said seductively, "Boy, that Father Dan can really give a homily, can't he?"

"Ad…Ad…Ada?" Leon simply said.

"You know, you kind of look like a talking statue," she said while laughing, "Why don't you stand up and say hi already?"

Leon stood up slowly, his eyes fixed on her face. He didn't know whether to say hi or start accusing her of crimes like treason, or threatening a government agent. Ultimately, he decided to just say hi, and shake her hand.

"What brings you down here?" Leon asked.

"Well, I'm a Catholic, and you may not believe it, but I actually do believe in the scripture. It's enlightening," she replied with a normal sounding voice.

"I don't think Jesus would like how you aimed a gun at me and threatened to kill for a virus sample," Leon replied.

"It wasn't loaded though," She sneered.

Leon and Ada stared at each other for a few seconds. Leon had so many questions to ask her, but couldn't figure which ones to ask first.

"Um…Do you want to get some…lunch?" Leon asked, not realizing what he had just said.

"Your treat?"

"What am I, your husband? We pay our own way," Leon said to her.

"You always were a charmer. Let's go," Ada said.

They went down to an old coffee shop that looked like it came right out of Seinfeld. They sat at a table together where they actually started talking, eventually opening up to each other and had laughs.

"So you really work for the government? So why did you work for Wesker?"

"Undercover. That perv couldn't resist a beautiful woman. The sample I stole from you was replaced with a fake one with a tracer installed in the case. That's how we caught Wesker," she said.

"Wait, that was you that got him arrested? Holy crap! I always wondered who was strong enough to catch that bastard."

The two of them laughed together, then Leon asked her about her family.

"Well," she began, "My mother was an English Canadian, and my father came to America from China when he was nine, and lived on the border between America and Canada. They met when they were students at the University of Toronto, and married after graduating and then settled in Los Angeles, where I was born. LA was certainly a tough city. I got bullied a lot and had to learn how to fight by taking gymnastics and learned how to be independent. How about you Leon?"

"My parents are Irish, and they met at a St. Patrick's Day Parade. That's all I know," He said with a monotonous voice.

"I guess looks aren't equivalent to brains," Ada snickered.

"Hey, I was a straight 'A' student in school. My teachers always said I was cunning and intelligent, with great potential."

"How much did you pay them to say that?" Ada asked curiously.

The two of them started to laugh almost uncontrollably. Leon didn't find her insult that funny, but he still felt so good, that he had to laugh. This was the first time either of them had ever spoken to and looked at each other as friends. This was the first time they looked at each other with happiness, and not fear or anguish. For the first time, they weren't looking at each other while smelling like sweat and blood. There was no killing this time, and there were no guns at all. Leon felt like he was in Heaven. If this was a dream, he didn't want to wake up. Their eyes met each other, and Leon almost melted by her beauty.

He wanted to get closer to her. The only vision in his head was the two of them on a field. He was sitting by a tree, and Ada was sitting right in front of him, and put her head on his stomach, while he stroked her black hair. It was a great vision indeed, and he wanted it to be a reality.

'That's it,' he thought to himself, 'I'm asking her out. I can't take being single anymore. I have to do it now.'

Before he could say anything, Ada looked at her watch and gasped. She immediately stood up.

"I'm so sorry Leon, I really have to leave."

"What? Why?"

"I have a date with my boyfriend in ten minutes. Look, it's been real, but I really have to go."

Wait," Leon said, "Can we see each other again?"

Ada quickly wrote down her phone number and then rushed out the door.

Leon remained seated and then muttering words to himself. He was only able to say half of the words he was trying to say, and kept on muttering all the way to his car, which was still at the church. It took him a few tries, but he was finally able to put the keys in the ignition and decided to drive to the gym.

After changing into his white tank top and blue shorts, he went to a red punching bag, and began punching it like he would to a zombie. The redness of the punching bag reminded him of the red dress that Ada wore in Spain and Raccoon City. This realization made him more frustrated and kept punching it until his old friend Nathan Kruger walked in.

Nathan was a friend Leon made at the academy. He was a fit and wise man. He was someone Leon always confided in. If Leon ever became an elected official, he would want Kruger to be one of his advisers. He seemed someone disturbed by the way Leon was punching the bag, and the way he breathed heavily.

"Something the matter?" Nathan asked.

"Just a little frustrated!" Leon yelled

"A little? Last time you punched the crap out of a punching bag was when you fell asleep on national TV when the president gave a speech thanking you for rescuing his daughter. Over one hundred fifty million people saw you sleep like a baby."

"He thanked me right after I got back from Spain. I hadn't slept in almost two days, what do you expect?"

"Seriously dude, there's something really bugging you," Nathan said with concern.

"I'm telling you, nothing's wrong with me!" Leon yelled. He then went to do some chin ups and started counting rather loudly, "ONE! TWO! THREE! THREE! THREE! NATHAN! WHAT THE HELL COMES AFTER THREE?"

"Yep, definitely a biiiiiiiiig problem."

Leon then stormed out of the gym and drove home. His home was a two floor house. The house had a kitchen, bedroom, bathroom, guest bedroom, and a living room. He went to his living room where his television and couch was. He kept on channel surfing until he stopped on the news. He didn't really know what was being reported, he never really did. It looked like there was a car crash on a highway in New York. Same ol', same ol'.

The phone then rang. He took two deep breaths and then picked up the phone and put the receiver up to his ear and muttered, "Hello?"

"Hi, Leon. It's me, Ada."

Leon didn't feel that happy to be hearing from her, "Yeah?" he asked.

"Hey, my boyfriend just broke up with me. I need someone to talk to," she said, with a serious and somewhat sad voice.

In his mind, he was thanking God, but could only say, "Oh, that's not cool."

He noticed how her voice sounded sad. It wasn't happy or seductive like before. He heard her sniffle a few times, probably meaning she had been crying. He felt sympathetic for her, even though he had never had a bad break up himself.

"You don't sound that great," Leon commented, "how long were you dating him?"

"Fourteen months," Ada replied, making another sniffle. Leon could hear her blow her nose through the receiver.

Leon was unable to picture Ada with bloodshot eyes with tears coming out of them. He always thought of her as an extremely powerful, intelligent, independent thinker and a sort of femme fatale from film noir films. He didn't know whether or not he should be rejoicing over the fact he had another chance with her, or feel sorry about how hurt she was.

"Look," Leon began, "If there's anything I can do or help, I would be more than glad."

"Well," Ada began, "There's this party my friend invited me to. It would look kind of embarrassing if I showed up alone with no date. Would you like to come with me? It's not a date or anything, but would you like to come with me?"

"ABSOLUTELY!" Leon immediately said after she finished what she said.

Ada told him it would be on Saturday night at 7:00PM and expected him at her house at 6:30. She gave him her address and they said their goodbyes. Leon turned from an angry man into a little kid with a hundred dollars in a candy store. He could not believe that he had a rare second chance with Ada Wong, the most beautiful woman in the world to him. He knew it was only Sunday, but he wanted to get ready in advance. He had a feeling six days would feel like six centuries. He had never felt this way about any girl female in his life. He liked this new feeling and wondered if this was love he was feeling. Whatever it was, he enjoyed every bit of it, and couldn't wait to see Ada again.

***

Saturday finally came and Leon drove over to Ada's house. He admired the design of the house Ada lived in. It was kind of a big house, probably able to fit a lot of people in it. He rang on the doorbell of the giant house and waited for Ada to come out. She opened the door and Leon looked in the house. He saw a rather large room inside. The floor was beige, and so were the sofas near the big screen TV. He was rather envious of the lifestyle Ada was living. Nevertheless, he greeted her and then noticed something; she was wearing a red dress with a miniskirt attached. It was the exact same dress she wore in Raccoon City, only without the stockings. He was quickly reminded of what had happened years earlier, but tried his best to brush it off his mind. He took her to his car, which Ada thought was mediocre, but still went with him to the party.

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