Author's Notes: I edited it since my spacing was pretty bad. I'm not the greatest writer but I hope this appeals to you all. I'm new to writing and to making fanfics. Hopefully I got everyone in character!
I do not own any part of Resident Evil. Oh but how I wish I did...
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" B o u n d & C o l d "
Chapter One
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"Massachusetts...? But I'm in Arizona and I don't have the money to... Oh... I don't know... Are you sure? All right then, if you say so... Four days? Got it. Love you too... Bye." Rebecca sighed and hung up the cordless phone before reaching over and placing it onto the receiver. She closed her eyes and let herself fall back onto the soft brown couch she had been sitting on.
After the events in Raccoon City, the former members of STARS decided to reside in Arizona. Barry and his family bought a house and Chris and Claire were neighbors to Jill and Rebecca in an apartment building about three miles from Barry's house. Everyone seemed to live out their lives regularly while trying to forget about the past. The mansion, Raccoon City, and Umbrella. The nightmares were still fresh as fruit in Rebecca's mind and haunted her whether she was asleep or not. Most of the time she wasn't sleeping and normally only had four hours of sleep becuase she was either waiting tables with Jill at the diner during daylight or taking her college classes during nighttime. And during those four hours, she never really slept.
A scattered pattern of knocks sounded at the door, causing Rebecca to jolt upright. She strolled to the door, unlocked it and allowed entry to whomever had knocked. Chris poked his head in and looked at Rebecca.
"Hello, Chris." The medic greeted with a smile.
"Hey, what's up?" He asked, strolling in. Rebecca closed the door and shrugged.
"Nothing much... Just hanging around..." She answered casually.
"Studying hard I see." The marksman chuckled at her towers of health and biology books that were surrounded by stacks of papers. Rebecca flushed in embarrassment and ruffled her hair lightly.
"Ah, yes... I have a term paper due in a couple weeks." She murmured, her eyes falling to his hands as he reached down and picked up one of the papers. She then looked to his face and had to strain herself not to laugh at the befuddled look his features adorned. After skimming through the paper Chris bent down and placed the paper exactly where it was before he had picked it up.
"Confusing much?" He muttered.
Rebecca let the laugh escape now. "It is, but at the same time it isn't. What you were reading are just notes." She smiled. Chris stared at her in amazement.
"All that? Notes? You're one bright crayon, kid." He grinned. Rebecca raised a brow and strolled to the kitchen.
"Is that a compliment?" She asked, taking a bottle of water out from the fridge. Chris followed her into the kitchen and watched her as he leaned against the counter.
"Of course. You're not a dull color, like me."
Rebecca giggled and shook her head. "But I like green and it's considered a dull color, right?"
"Ah, but it depends on the 'shade' of green you like,"
"Olive green." Chris fell silent and Rebecca laughed.
"So, you're here for Jill?" She asked before he could give her a witty comment. He folded his arms and nodded.
"She's still at work." Rebecca looked at the apple clock above Chris. "Actually, she should be here soon."
"Don't you work with her?"
"Yes, but I was working on my term paper so I couldn't go."
"Ah," Chris nodded and the two were silent. Rebecca gulped down some water and sighed inwardly, remembering her earlier conversation on the phone.
Chris titled his head and studied her for a moment before he hesitated in asking her, "Something on your mind?" She paused, looking at him. For a moment they stood in silence before she broke it with a heavy sigh.
"Remember last month my uncle called me?" The young woman asked, placing the bottle of water on the counter. Chris nodded and she continued. "Well, he kept updating every week and this week he called to ask if I would like to spend a month with him and the rest of the family. I couldn't say no..." She trailed off, her eyes cast down at the floor.
Chris sighed and rested his hand on her shoulder. "Rebecca, you should go. You know you want to see him and the rest of your family more than ever. How long has it been since you've seen them?"
"Since I was seventeen."
"And you're twenty-four now."
Rebecca was silent. Has it really been that long? She thought to herself. Time has left me, hasn't it? I bet everyone doesn't remember me or just wanted to forget... No they wouldn't do that, would they? She shook the thought from her head. No, they wouldn't, even if I haven't kept in touch for four years, they wouldn't shun me out. She smiled lightly at the thought of finally seeing her family again. Chris' grip tightened a little and she knew he thought the same. "Ok I'll go... But what about Jill? She can't pay off rent by herself..."
Chris groaned. "There you go with the guilty wave."
Rebecca chuckled. "I can't help it!"
"Then get rid of it!"
"You know I can't do that."
"Ok, how about talking to Jill first? I'm pretty sure she'll be okay with it."
Rebecca nodded. "Ok, I will."
"When will you be leaving?"
"I'll be going in four days, I have to get back to him tonight before eight."
"You've got plenty of time, think hard."
"Yeah I will, but think about it! A month from you guys is just great." Rebecca teased. Chris nudged her playfully, almost knocking her over.
"Anyway," The marksmen began. "I'll be going then. Tell Jill to drop by when she's ready." He informed as he headed to the door, Rebecca following.
"I will." She said, as he stepped out into the hall. He gave her a nod and strolled down the somewhat tight corridor. She watched him until he disappeared around the corner. The medic closed the door, locked it and returned to the couch.
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Rebecca blindly ran down the hallway, her vision blurred and shone only black and white like an old film. Her heart pounded against her chest as though it wanted to burst out of the wall of flesh. Her breathing was rapid and ran its own out of place pattern with a hint of wheezing. A boom of thunder and crack of lightning drew a silent scream from the young woman's lips.
Moonlight poured through the dusty old windows and gave the unlit hallway an erie dim glow. Distant howls and hungry growls bounced off the hallow hallway walls and pierced Rebecca's ears like a sharp scream. This caused her to push herself to run faster despite the protests coming from her legs. She tried desperately to focus on the sound of the swishing of her powder blue dress and the clacking of her white high heels rather than the howls and growls of her predators.
At the end of the hall waited a door. It was merely a few more steps away and she'd be safe but she was gradually slowing down and the hounds were gaining on her with every passing second. The door swung open and she was so happy to see Claire and for a brief moment Claire was happy to see her but that happy expression was washed and replaced with complete terror. Her hand shot out and she motioned Rebecca into the room, yelling "hurry" all the while but Rebecca was already exhausted and running on reserve power.
A sickening sound, like that of ripping flesh sounded around her and Claire was now yelling for Chris and help but she too late. Just as Rebecca made it to the door a sharp edged tentacle sliced through the woman's back and stomach in a single hit. Two more followed and all the air from her chest left, when all three pulled out she fell forward, blood flowing out from the two wounds into her abdomen and one in her chest.
"Rebecca!" The medic awoke with a start, her lungs greedily taking in fresh air. Her green eyes were glazed over in tears as she looked into Jill's fearful eyes. Behind Jill was Claire and Chris, both adorning the same expression as Jill. Rebecca sat up, pushing herself out of Jill's grasp.
"What happened?" She asked. Jill frowned deeply.
"You were having a fit and then stopped breathing. Are you all right?" She asked concerned.
Rebecca was at a loss but she didn't want them to worry so she nodded. "Yes, I'm fine, it was just a nightmare. I'm, just going to rest a bit, okay?" Before Jill or anyone could say anything she stood up and walked to her room briskly.
That dream again... Rebecca pressed her back against the door and sighed heavily. She closed her eyes and slid down onto the floor. She heard the three adults talking quietly amongst one another. She held her breath to listen.
"It's not the first time..." Jill voiced sadly.
"I imagine not." Chris said.
"Does it happen often?" Claire asked. Jill shook her head. "Every once in a while but it's not rare either."
"Maybe she's stressed?" Chris shrugged.
Jill and Claire nodded. "That's possible... She's only been sleeping for about three hours ever night."
Rebecca frowned. Stressed? Am I really? She thought, staring at her hands. No, there's more to it than that... She continued, shaking her head slightly. She pressed her ear against the door and listened.
"You're right Chris, maybe seeing her family will benefit to her condition."
Rebecca frowned. Jill thinks I've gone looney? She thought sadly.
"Then it's settled, whether she likes it or not, she's going to her uncle's house." Claire said sternly.
"She doesn't have to call back until eight, 'til then let her sleep." Chris muttered.
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" B o u n d & C o l d "
Chapter One
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This is my first Resident Evil fanfic but go ahead and criticize, but please don't flame. You may give me advice on how to improve on spelling and grammar because my english does pretty much suck. Don't forget to review!
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Bloopers
Rebecca gulped down some of the water. A tingle began in her throat when she was about to gulp down more water and then burning. Suddenly she sprayed Chris' face with the supposably water, her face a mixture of emotions, anger, confusion and embarrassment. She wiped her mouth feverishly. "Ugh! That was not water!" She choked. Chris laughed loudly, forgetting that Rebecca had showered him with liquor. Rebecca whined, the burning in her throat was highly uncomfortable.