RESIDENT EVIL 4: JONATHANS REPORT.
I own nothing.
Hello, my name is Jonathan Mori. If you are reading this than your name is Albert Wesker or Ada Wong, and you should already know me. Anyway this is about what happened in Spain a few hours ago…
12 HOURS EARLIER
I looked out at the distant land mass in front of the helicopter, and then I thought about why I'm currently in a helicopter going to a remote part of Spain. A day ago Wesker had called me into his office and said.
"I want you to go to Spain and find a girl named Ashley Graham,"
And without a word pointed to the door, that is why I'm in a helicopter with a MP-5 A2 strapped to my back and a K-bar in my belt. A sudden sound brought me out of my thoughts as warning light flashed around in the cockpit.
"What's happening?" I Yelled.
"A missile has locked onto us!" Yelled the pilot.
"I'm gonna jump," I yelled back.
"Good luck," whispered the co-pilot.
And that was that, I jumped. I landed on the roof of a hut.
"Qué golpe el techo?!"(What hit the roof) yelled the occupant of the house as he came out.
"Qué es el abrochar manera hasta el ciudad?" (Which is the fastest way to the town?)
"Todo intrusas morir," (all intruders die) grumbled the man grabbing his knife.
Before he had time to raise the knife to shoulder height he had 6 nice holes in his chest, I noticed a good number of gold looking coins had fallen out of his pockets, they were Spanish Pesetas. I put the Pesetas in my backpack and headed east.