Your Rain
Author's note:
Hello and thank you for reading my Fic. This story is number 2 on a series of six RE Fics i'm planning to write in the future, (the first one was: Ser Ashley of Graham)this one features Ada. The idea for this Fic came one day i was working, i always wondered what a reunion between Ada and Leon would be like without having to be in a B.O.W red zone.
Disclaimer: Resident Evil and all his characters belong to Capcom i own nothing.
November 2008
The cold wind of November reminded Ada Wong why she avoided the east coast during winter time like the plague. As she stood on the rooftop of an old apartment building waiting for her mark, Ada ran her fingers through her short black hair and reached for her pocket and pulled out a small mirror and looked at her reflection and smiled. She was quite a sight and she knew it. The pale moonlight made her fair skin almost glisten along with the hypnotizing scent of her perfume and her red lips.
Two weeks ago she met a handsome young poet in Venice who had called her the reincarnation of Venus. This brought a silly smile to her face as she slowly drifted into memory lane:
Most of her missions were unremarkably dull, so she was surprised when her mark turned out to be an olive skin handsome long haired Italian poet named Giovanni.
She had bedded him that night and enjoyed every minute of it. It was a rather pleasant change of pace after all; most of her marks that she was sent to seduce or kill were old men or incredibly geeky scientists that somehow either infuriated or were possible recruits to the organization.
Much to her surprise this young poet had managed to come into possession of a flash drive that contained highly classified files about the now defunct Umbrella Corporation. According to her debriefing; Giovanni was the lover of one of the top researchers in the North American wing of Umbrella's Genome research department: a shy wallflower named Lisette Alvarado.
Ada had met Lisette before; she was a greedy one. Once her severance package from Umbrella ran out, she founded her conscience hiding somewhere deep inside her purse and was trying to get the evidence to the press. Ada had been sent to retrieve it, but arrived too late and found her on her knees begging Wesker for her life.
Wesker seemed to enjoy himself as he snapped Lisette's neck and then making Ada get rid of the body. However there was no evidence to be found and after spending weeks searching for leads she found Giovanni and after a couple of hours of love making, she left an exhausted Giovanni sleeping peacefully in bed and proceeded to look for the Flash drive and found it after only five minutes of searching.
Giovanni's apartment was a dark humble studio that smelled of a mix between old paper, ink and sweat. Ada picked up the flash drive and walked towards her purse and pulled out her beloved: Ada's beloved was a custom made, dark red Springfield Armory DX 45 ACP hand gun which Wesker always called the Black Tail, Ada frowned remembering her old Black tail, the one she lost in Spain. There were a lot of things she wanted to forget about Spain.
She reached inside her very expensive red Louis Vuiton purse and pulled out a suppressor and screwed it into her Black tail, Ada slowly walked towards the sleeping Giovanni; her sweat covered naked frame glistened with the moonlight and she lifted her gun and aimed for Giovanni's head.
She narrowed her eyes and prepared to fire but at the last moment she hesitated; something just didn't feel right.
She lowered her gun and began to put on her clothes and left her trademark lipstick note on Giovanni's table, thanking him for a good time and the flash drive and then she was gone. Ada quietly excited the building and was greeted by the thunderous sounds of the urban jungle and the blaring horns of a traffic jam.
Feeling dramatic she shot her grappling hook; her target was a large Venetian stone gargoyle across the street. Steadying herself; Ada took a couple steps back, then she started running and pressed her trigger; Ada flew across the busy intersection. For a fraction of a second the car lights below her alongside the ancient Italian street lamps made her feel like she was a bird soaring through the skies free at last from anything and anyone.
The illusion quickly disappeared the moment she touched the ground: The landing was a little rough and she landed close to a puddle, her red dress got wet and was ruined immediately. Ada groaned in frustration as she watched another one of a kind beautiful dress ruined by her line of work. She quickly entered her red BMW convertible and drove off.
Ada turned on the radio of her car and was greeted by the upbeat rhythm of the Cardigan's love fool. Her mind wandered back to Giovanni and Ada began to ponder, why had she spared the young poet? Ada began to picture his face his long hair his almond colored eyes and then his youthful face. Ada laughed to herself she knew the answer all along; she just didn't want to admit it.
Giovanni reminded her of Leon Kennedy: the young rookie cop she had met during the whole Raccoon City incident. He had saved her life and she had saved his. Six years later it happened again in Spain.
"It is of utmost importance to remain calm and collected even in the most extreme situations, because if you don't you'll die" Ada repeated the same sentence in her mind over and over again trying to find an explanation towards her lapses of judgment when it included the government agent.
A beeping noise brought her back to her senses and she looked at her PDA and she placed it in her front panel and with a touch of a button the image of Albert Wesker appeared before her, alongside his regular pet; a woman who wore the strangest mask Ada had ever seen.
"Ada. Have you achieved your objective?" asked Wesker.
"Now, is that the way to treat such an old colleague such as me Albert?" asked Ada in a teasing tone.
"I often find myself wondering, why I keep you around Ada?" if it wasn't for your rather extraordinary ability to achieve the impossible, I would have disposed of you a long time ago" said Wesker, Ada however was unfazed.
"I don't know Albert, perhaps it's my pretty face or perhaps it's my never ending charisma" said Ada with a grin.
"I grow weary of these stupid games Ada, do you have the flash drive or not?" asked Wesker.
Ada rolled her eyes and moved the flash drive towards her small PDA showing it to Wesker. Then she carefully placed it on the passenger seat. Ada looked at Wesker; he seemed to relax a bit, he looked towards the masked woman and dismissed her with his hand.
"Did you dispose of the poet Ada?" asked Wesker his voice although relaxed remained void of emotion making Ada nervous.
Ada shifted her body; even though she was an expert liar, Wesker was a heartless murderer. Ada had to be careful.
"There was no need Albert, the fool didn't even know about the flash drive, Alvarado stashed the flash drive inside her old work suitcase" Ada tried to explain further but was interrupted when she saw Wesker's eyes glow red though his sunglasses.
"You disappoint me Ada; yet again you manage to screw up a perfectly good operation because you lack the will power to do what's necessary." "I'm beginning to wonder why I pay you- This time he was interrupted by Ada.
"I'm not your lackey Albert. I'm Ada fucking Wong! And you pay me because I'm the best operative you have, unless you of course you want to use your masked puppet or that Italian whore you keep around" said Ada glaring at Wesker.
Wesker adjusted himself on his chair. He looked intrigued as he leaned forward.
"Do I detect a hint of jealousy?" teased Wesker while Ada shot him a death glare. Wesker features showed a small hint of amusement but didn't last long as he regained his usual lifeless face.
"Fair enough Ada; despite your past failures you have proven your loyalty to me and the organization and I'm willing to look the other way in some situations. However do not forget that you are expendable and if I choose to dispose of you. I will" said Wesker.
Ada laughed at Wesker's attempts to intimidate her which made the man glared at her with his red eyes once again. Suddenly his demeanor changed and a very small grin surfaced, sending chills down her spine.
"I have a present for you Ada" said Wesker.
Ada looked at Wesker incredulously and proceeded to chuckle.
"Another diamond Albert? Ha-ha what will people say?" "you must enjoy spoiling me" said Ada arching her right eyebrow and grinning hoping to get a rise out of Wesker.
"It's not that kind of present Ada I'm sending it over to your PDA right now" said Wesker.
Ada was intrigued she quietly parked her car and waited until a beeping sound alerted she had new mail. Ada pressed the button to download it.
Ada received a couple of PDF files that contained documents of purchases on Leon's credit card; Ada was at first hesitant to read the information enclosed in the file. Eventually she gave in and began to read.
She was impressed and taken back at the same time, by the amount of money Leon was spending until she saw the picture attached at the end of the file: Leon on one knee offering a small box to a somehow familiar young redheaded woman.
Ada was speechless: she had always been able to hide her emotions but not this time. Ada's eyes were wide and a look of confusion and rage seized her. Wesker grinned as he proven right once again.
"Ada. I need you to report to me immediately for a debriefing as soon as you drop off the flash drive in the beacon. I already booked you a flight to Johannesburg from there you…." said Wesker before he was interrupted by the spy.
"Albert you know I hate Africa. Besides I got other…. missions lined up" said Ada.
"I wasn't asking you, it's an order Ada. From there you will travel by train to Kijuju."
"Ki-what? What the hell is that" asked Ada.
"Doesn't matter your ticket is waiting for you in the receptionist counter at the airport and I'm wiring your payment into your Zurich private account right now." "Ada I expect you to do this if you don't, there will be complications" with that Wesker was gone and Ada was left confused and angry.
"Wesker is playing with me again" Ada thought to herself as she drove towards the airport.
Ada noticed she was being tailed as soon as she dropped off the flash drive into the beacon. Ada began to drive towards the airport until her eyes immediately focused on the black Cadillac that was two cars behind her. Ada took a detour and headed towards the nearest dark alleyway.
Bill and Mac were two former marines who now were working for a very wealthy Italian woman named Excella Gionne they were getting paid top dollar to get rid of some high end prostitute. When they noticed she had parked her car in an alleyway both men slowly got out of their car.
Each was carrying a standard M4 carbine, as they got close they noticed the engine was still running, the radio was on blasting: My favorite Game by the Cardigans. Mac opened the door only to see an empty car when he heard Bill scream in pain and fall to the ground their eyes met, his face a mix between confusion and terror, then the back of Bill's head exploded. With a scream of agony Mac found himself falling to the floor as well. The last thing mac saw was a beautiful Asian woman that had been hiding underneath the car.
Ada blew the marine a kiss before she shot him in the head ending his life. Ada got out of the car and she dusted herself, growling in frustration Ada was sure her dress was clearly ruined now. She returned to her car and drove to one of her safe houses. As she arrived Ada spotted another of Wesker's grunts; a giant of man who somehow reminded her of uncle Fester. Ada guessed he was there to make sure she got on that flight, so she watched him for a bit she noticed he was drinking a cup of coffee.
Ada bought a cup of coffee from the same coffee place, guessing from the looks of the man he must be a black coffee fan so Ada quickly pulled out a cyanide pill from her purse and poured it into the coffee, next she paid a kid to distract the man while she switched them.
With a smirk in her face Ada put on her sunglasses and approached the American Airlines counter.
"Can I help you miss?" asked the girl at the counter.
"Yes I need a one way ticket to Washington DC ASAP" said Ada with a smile. The girl paused and began to type in her terminal while Ada's eyes were fixed on the soon to be dead mercenary.
"You're lucky ma'am there is a plane leaving for Washington about to begin boarding soon" said the girl.
"Good" said Ada.
Wesker's grunt kept waiting until he began chocking and airport security rushed to help him, he died twenty minutes later while Ada's plane was taking off.
A beeping noise brought Ada back to reality. She looked at her PDA pressed a button shutting down the alarm and smiled.
"Movie's over, time to play" said Ada to herself as she walked towards a large red leather case; she opened it and it revealed a disassembled M4A3 sniper rifle. Ada had quite the collection of assassination tools but she decided the situation called for something simple.
Ada assembled her rifle with great speed and walked towards the edge of the apartment building.
Ada reveled in moments like this: she felt powerful with that rifle. Ada was now an angel of death that decided who lived and who died, she was the deadliest woman in the world; no trace remained from the scared, starving little Chinese orphan Trent found all those years ago.
She had died that night replaced by a new woman named Ada Wong. She never had any fears and had no room for regrets and would never allow someone to have what was hers by right.
Ada looked through her scope trying to spot her mark among the crowd leaving the movie theater.
As the movie credits rolled in Leon S. Kennedy couldn't help but smile; he had just seen the most awesome movie (according to him) and he was eager to tell everyone just how awesome it had been. Leon turned to his female companion and to his surprise he noticed that she had fallen sleep.
He gently shook her shoulder waking her up.
"Ashley?" asked Leon.
The young woman slowly sprang back to life: Leon's distant voice made those amber colored eyes she was known for snap open: the sudden realization of being in a dark room surrounded by people made her nervous. Old forgotten fears and nightmares seemed to come back to life, her heart started beating faster. Ashley fought the impulse to hide under her seat. Somewhere in the crowds of people walking in the darkness, somewhere she heard someone murmuring something in Spanish.
Ashley brazed herself for the dreaded sound of the droning chant she knew all too well was about to begin when a gentle strong hand brought her back to reality.
"Ashley?" asked Leon.
Ashley looked at Leon with pause then she instantly relaxed. It was Leon. She felt safe the dark memories faded and did not return. Ashley looked at him and fought the urge to jump into his arms and hug him so she could make sure she was safe and he was real.
"Were you having another nightmare Ash?" asked Leon as he carefully inspected his companion.
Ashley carefully avoided making eye contact with the agent instead she focused on her blue jeans and her baby blue college hoodie she slowly stood up from her seat while Leon looked at her.
"Do you want to wait until there is less of a crowd leaving the room?" asked Leon. Ashley looked at him and shook her head, Leon sighed and stood up and proceeded to stretch his arms. Ashley took this opportunity to peek inside Leon's leather jacket and see his perfect chiseled abs through his muscle tee.
Ashley fought and successfully defeated the blush creeping up in her face; she quickly looked away at her blue jeans, and her eyes began to carefully survey the audience. Once she decided it was safe enough, she stood up and yawned and turned towards Leon who motioned her to follow him with his head.
Ashley followed Leon through the crowd as they entered the main lobby Leon turned around facing Ashley with a smile on his face. This made Ashley curious.
"What? Is something wrong Leon?" asked Ashley intrigued.
"Damn good movie Ash. I really enjoyed myself today, we need to go to movies more often this is so much better than the crappy chick flicks you make me watch" said Leon as he waited for a response from the blonde.
Ashley instead frowned and looked at her hello kitty watch to see the time: it was 10:00 PM and that meant it was time to go.
Ashley sighed heavily she knew it was time to go home and she knew it would be at least two weeks before she got to see Leon again. Four years she had been by his side, ever since returning from Spain. Mostly due to Leon working for her father, Ashley got to see Leon whenever she was not in her college in Boston and on special occasions such as her birthday and sometimes on Christmas.
Most of the time she managed to get Leon to take her out to the movies to see one of the latest films. However since the news of the engagement, Ashley knew her days with Leon were numbered. It had been one month since Ashley had that vivid dream and since then she had pledged to do anything in her power to stop that wedding.
But that of course was easier said than done. Ashley had no idea how to plot against somebody; at first she tried watching mystery movies as a way of researching. But always she would end up falling sleep and missing most of the movie. Next she turned to the internet; Ashley researched several blogs and message boards for information on how to ruin a wedding, which only led her to angry rants from angry women and online trolls insulting them can calling them horrible names. Making Ashley disgusted with the internet.
Frustrated Ashley decided to put the plan into hold until she could come up with something. Instead she focused trying to get some on of Leon's friends on her side; Ark Thompson: Leon's best friend seemed too moody to help her out, mainly because he had recently gotten divorced. Hunnigan however was much easier to get to know; the older shy Secret Service gal had reluctantly accepted Ashley's invitation for coffee. But much to the surprise of both the two quickly became friends.
Ashley kept walking towards the exit of the movie theater with a sad face, Leon however was still grinning; it had been a long time since he had seen a good movie and Johnny Cage was still his favorite actor, so he was in a very good mood. However his grin quickly changed once he turned around and saw Ashley.
"Ash is everything alright?" asked Leon as he paid close attention to Ashley and he saw that there was something clearly bothering her. He saw her mumble say something under her breath which made him suspicious. However Leon suspected it had something to do with his upcoming wedding.
Ashley had not been the most welcoming towards Claire, but Leon was sure Ashley would eventually warm up to the redhead. Leon mentally bowed to get Ashley to accept Claire, since he didn't want to lose Ashley as a friend. As Leon headed to the exit being followed by Ashley he spotted their limo. Leon smiled to himself and as he stepped out from the movie theater. He felt confident enough there wasn't any threats around Ashley that he reached for his cell phone to call Claire.
He stopped in the entrance while he dialed Claire's number as Ashley walked on and was now ahead of Leon, when the sound of a gunshot caused him to drop his phone and reach for his gun.
Leon's world derailed in front of him as he watched Ashley collapse in front of him. Leon's blood froze and his body refused to move as he watched the people around him run for their lives in every direction, ignoring Ashley.
His training started to kick in and he ran towards Ashley, picking her up and grabbing her by the shoulders and using his strength to pick her up he dashed for cover which was their limousine. Leon quickly opened the passenger door and he shoved Ashley inside while he reached for his main gun. After many years in the secret service he finally found his gun: a very high tech new handgun called the FN Five-Seven that used the new 5.7 X 28 mm round. This gun allowed him to still be able to carry a concealable handgun and at the same time have the firepower of a submachine gun.
He shut the door and immediately cursed himself for not checking on Ashley's wound. The limo driver drove off, tires squealing while Leon dove behind cover behind a white sedan. He watched from cover as the limo drove off like a bat out of hell, headed towards the nearest hospital. Leon was both grateful and concerned that there had not been a second shot fired from the sniper. He looked through the window of the car and tried to locate the spot from which the sniper was firing.
He was able to find it immediately as he spotted a large four story apartment building across the street. somehow he needed to find a way to make it across the street without getting shot to ribbons. Leon looked inside the car he was taking for cover and almost celebrated when he saw a fire extinguisher inside the car.
He gently yanked his tactical knife from his holster hidden underneath his leather jacket, he flipped it upside down to reveal the knife's glass breaking handle and he wasted little time before; Leon covering his face with his leather jacket smashed the glass causing a loud shattering sound. Leon looked around waiting for some kind of response from the sniper but was instead met with silence. This troubled him greatly, because it meant the sniper was either gone or just waiting for the right time to kill him.
Leon slowly opened the passenger door careful not to touch the thousands of broken glass fragments that had fallen everywhere and reached out for the extinguisher.
Leon closed the door to the car and once again looked through the driver's window trying to find a way inside of the building. His hopes were renewed once he spotted a dark alley at the left side of the apartment building. He held the fire extinguisher with his left hand and threw it high up in the air. With sniper like precision he aimed his gun and fired; spilling all its dry chemical remains in the air giving Leon the cover he desperately needed.
Leon made a mad dash across the street. He dove for cover as he got close to the alleyway. Leon let out a sigh of relief but at the same time he was concerned that he had not heard any other shot being fired. Either the sniper had escaped or was waiting for him. Leon stopped and for a second considered waiting for backup to arrive but a part of him told him that it would be too late by then, so he pressed on.
He spotted the fire escape metal ladder that every large building has and thoroughly looked for any kind of booby trap placed there. Next he looked for the ladder that was used to climb and he saw that it was already down. "Now I know how the sniper got in the rooftop" Leon whispered to himself and proceeded to climb up.
A sense of dread started to crawl up Leon's spine and he felt a lump in his throat the closer he got to the rooftop. The realization that he was probably walking into an ambush set up by the sniper, and that he had never fought and killed a human being that was not infected made him uneasy to say the least. Of course there was Krauser but according to the BSAA report from Chris had revealed. He had not killed Krauser instead he was killed by Ada.
Ada… as if just by thinking about her he had opened Pandora's box, Leon's mind raced with memories most of he had completely forgotten about and several different feelings clogged his heart. Leon stopped a floor below the rooftop and took a couple of deep breaths, steadying himself for what was to come. There was no time to dwell on the past.
He grasped his Five-Seven in his hands and slowly walked towards the rooftop looking for any kind of booby trap. As he reached the rooftop he was surprised there was nobody waiting for him, instead he took a step into the rooftop gun raised and his eyes fully canning for any kind of movement.
By the edge Leon spotted a small slender somehow familiar figure sitting in the darkness. Leon flinched and slowly approached the figure waiting for any kind of attack but none came his way. Why? Why is the sniper waiting for? is he going to turn himself over? All kinds of questions were swarming his mind when he started to smell cigarettes; he approached closer and saw that the sniper was indeed smoking a silver tip luxury cigarette sitting in a red folding chair. The sniper rifle was already disassembled and packed inside a red gun case.
"Treasurer Cigarettes" said the sniper's voice which revealed it was a woman "they're the world's most expensive cigarettes, or so they say" "to be honest Leon I still prefer good old fashioned Austrian cigars, they just have…. More class" said the woman.
That voice…. was all Leon could say as he froze in shock even though his gun was still aimed at the woman he felt his resolve disappear before his eyes. Leon who had always portrayed a calm face was now sweating and his blue eyes now had a bewildered look to them.
Leon could not speak or move as the woman stood up and revealed her face from the darkness.
Ada could not ask for a better entrance as he greeted her prey: she stretched her arms and looked at Leon and raised her right eyebrow, the moonlight shinning on her beautiful physique, her black tactical outfit allowed a good view of her curves and she extended her left hand and looked at her watch then her eyes were completely fixed on her victim.
"You're thirty seconds late, I hate to say it but you're losing your touch handsome" said Ada as she proceeded to advance swaying her hips with a conquering smile.