Ashley was playing her Resident Evil 5 for the x- box. When she suddenly sighed. "Why does all the bad things happen to me?" She thought to herself as she remembered what had happened earlier that afternoon. She went downstairs and got a drink of water. Walking into the bedroom, a high screech was heard throughout the house. No body saw what had happened to the eleven year old girl.
Ashley's P.O.V
An extremely bright light shined in my eyes. I screeched in surprise. It felt like I was falling from a very high jump. Not that I done this but that is what I thought. I hit ground with a semi- soft "ow." My hair fell into my eyes and they widened. My hair looked like Wesker's, only with brown mixed into the two types of blond. Sort of like dirty blond locks but more blond than both mixtures. It felt like someone was behind me so I tensed and turned my head just enough to look over my shoulders. Hey, kid! I heard a male voice hollered out to me. I kept my back turned and said, "Yes?" I was a little bit nervous about the situation, I mean if I am correct on my theory I am in my favorite game. "Are you alright?" He was right behind me when this happened. I turned around fully. "Yes, sir I am." I lied through clenched teeth. "Chris Redfield." So he finally introduces himself to me. "Ashley Reid." I shook his out stretched hand graciously. He motions for me to follow him towards his partner. We spoke some more words, I found out that his partners name is Sheva Alomar. So we talked a little bit and she asked if I was either a Canadian or American. I answered her by saying Canadian. She nodded her head saying that this country was not too fond of Americans. At this I nodded understanding from my Resident Evil 5 game. How they treated Chris by glaring at him. Sheva and I walked ahead of Chris talking about where we are and stuff.
Chris's P.O.V
What the... She looks just like him! Is it possible that he had a daughter before the mansion incident? I mean she doesn't look more than maybe eleven or thirteen years old. Perfect. He left me with his so posed daughter. Even I though I don't think she knows her so posed father, her eyes tell me are normal and abnormal. They are ice blue, like what the ex- captain had before the virus, a little bit of violet- red if you look closely, and brown. It is official I lost my mind. There is no way that he had a daughter before the mansion incident.
Sheva's P.O.V
Ashley is very interesting to talk to. Although I can tell she is trying to figure something out. She admitted to me that she has no idea of how she got here. She also told me that her hair was originally brown and she doesn't know how it changed into the types of blond, with the brown into it. To be honest her hair is very pretty. I mean in the sun it looks dirty blond, or some other type of blond and brown highlights. Chris is studying her trying to figure her out. Like what I'm trying to do now.
End of the P.O.V
They walked and the two B.S.A.A agents shot whatever came towards us. We reached our destination and Chris told Ashley to go in as quietly as she could and hide. Ashley went in quietly and she hid under the table. Chris and Sheva went in next and told Irving to stop. Irving cursed loudly and turned around. Chris told him to put his weapon down and Irving tainted him by saying that both agents should put their weapons down. Chris and Sheva turn their heads in a silent agreement. "You got to be kidding me!" Sheva yells out. Irving turned his gun towards both agents. Suddenly there was a smoke grenade, and Chris and Sheva had to get down. "Suckers!" Irving yelled out at the two. Chris went towards the table that Irving was at and looked through the papers. Looks like Irving has a partner. Sheva says disdainfully after it clears out. Chris calls Sheva over and they speak to each other. "That's in the marshlands." Sheva said. Ashley got out from her hiding place and walks toward the agents.
Ashley's P.O.V
I agree with Sheva with the partner though. I am just glad that he never saw me at all. Sometimes I hate being so tall. The woman looked like she was under the influence of something though. Whoa. How on earth did I know that, or how about a better question, where did that come from? Anyways, I think Chris is a little sceptical of me at the moment, though I haven't made a great attempted for him to trust me, so that is my reason for him to be sceptical of me. So I might has well think about how to get home. The funny thing is that I can't think about home. Oh well. I may figure out why soon enough, maybe. Chris told us that we had to move, I didn't even notice that we had enemies.
Sheva's P.O.V
I wonder what she is thinking of right now. I mean, I don't think she noticed that we were under attack. Chris is still looking at her with what it looks, he recognizes something in her mood, or in this case lost in thoughts. This is crazy. We lost Irving and we are thinking differently than what we were. Or it is something else. I may never know. I heave a sigh. Hopefully we find Irving, and everything will be fine.