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It's my first time writing a story starring Chris Redfield, I'm not English Native speaker, so you might find some typos or grammar mistakes, I do apologize for that. I hope you enjoy it.
A/N: There are some chapters or part of chapters that will be in 1st POV, but generally is a 3rd POV story. I hope it doesnt't get too confusing.
Chris Redfield suffered post-traumatic amnesia after he and his team were caught in a trap sprung by Ada Wong in the Republic of Edonia. Most of his team died, and an unconscious Chris was brought to a local hospital.
Upon waking up, Chris had no recollection of who he was or what had occurred, but his mind was wracked by an overwhelming and inexplicable guilt. Chris determined to run away, and he left the hospital before anyone could check in on him. (Chris' Amnesia Re 6 File)
Introduction
Chris Redfield, a captain of the BSAA, ran away from the hospital after getting severely injured during the Edonian Civil War.
Taking advantage of the chaos in Edonia and the amount of fugitives, he mixed himself among them and before being caught in his clandestine trip; he left the truck during its stop and walked around the long road until the bad weather started once again.
He arrived in Bohma, a peaceful small village with Gothic, Renaissance and Baroque elements in its architecture.
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Chris's POV
I ran. I ran so much. I was so scared, so desperate. My lungs gasped for oxygen, my feet hurt like hell. That was a very cold night, or more exactly dawn.
I didn't know for how long I had been walking around that strange place dressed in hospital clothing. My head hurt a lot; I was starving and getting weak. I removed the bandages that covered my head to cover my feet.
I finally reached a small town that was surrounded by forests, a river and mountains; I had managed to get a ride without being noticed until a nearby location since many were the fugitives trying to run away from that chaotic place where the hospital was located.
The small streets were too quiet, the opposite from where I ran away from. It was starting to snow. No one seemed to be awake at that time since the houses had no lights on besides the outside ones on the walls and very few light poles. Therefore, I ended up entering in a small alley in hope I could protect myself somehow from the cold wind and the thin falling snow over a tent illuminated by a weak light on the wall. I was trembling in cold. I didn't know where I was. I was completely lost, haunted by my own thoughts.
Sometime later I could hear footsteps coming closer until the sound stopped as I looked back to see the silhouette of a woman dressed in a long coat that reached down to her thighs who had a scared face. We looked at each other for a few seconds.
"Help me…" my failing voice finally came out. I wasn't even sure if that woman could understand me since she continued staring me. "Please…" I begged with the little strength I had for that moment since tiredness and a strong migraine finally got me.
2PM
I woke up by the sound of voices at distance; I could not get a single word. All I knew there were female voices. Apparently, they were having a disagreement. I looked at the ceiling and to the sides trying to recognize the place, but it was in vain. All I could see was an apparent female bedroom, white walls, wooden floor, the purple sheets and the clean and very well organized simple furniture. I didn't even know what had happened to me. The voices sound stopped and not long after it, I heard footsteps approaching the door of the bedroom.
"Oh, you're awake." The platinum blonde woman with a very white skin and slim body, dressing a sexy red nightdress tight to her body, spoke when passed by the door, "How are you feeling?" she asked in concern while walking at my direction
For my surprise, her English was not bad, but I could notice her foreign accent, "I'm hungry and thirsty." I replied with a husky voice
"I'll get you something to eat, the good news is that your fever is over!" she said while she checked my temperature with her delicate and soft hands
"Are you a nurse?"
She made a face of someone who wanted to laugh at something, "Not really, but I studied some first-aid lessons."
"That's good."
"Yeah, now just wait a bit; I'm going to prepare you something. If you need to use the bathroom in the meantime it's in that pink door. I'll be right back." She said turning her back
"Thanks." I said as I watched her leave. I took a deep breath; I was still weak and felt some dizziness as I tried to stand up. My feet were still killing me, but even with the difficulty, I went to use the bathroom.
Some time passed and coincidently when I left the bathroom and sat by the bed corner, the platinum blonde woman returned to the bedroom with my meal on a tray.
"Meat with vegetables soup and orange juice. It's all I have for the moment, it's very cold outside and I still didn't have time to do the groceries." She spoke placing the tray on the bed
"It's fine, thank you very much! It smells delicious." I said not wasting any more time to feed myself
The woman just nodded with a light smile and sat on an armchair near the end of the bed watching the falling snow by the window.
"What's your name?" I asked
"You can call me Scarlet." She replied with a vague tone still looking at the window
I got the clue she didn't want to tell me her real name, I didn't insist either.
"Yours?" she asked
I made a pause looking at the soup. I frowned due to the effort to remember my own identity, "I don't know… I don't remember…" I sighed shaking my head
"Okay… So I'll call you Handsome! It's the best name I can get you right now." She spoke finally letting out a real smile and turning her face at me. Her eyes were of an icy color that I was sure it was not so usual anywhere. She had a very feminine silhouette from head to toe, her hair at that moment was tied on a ponytail, but it wasn't hard to guess that she had a long straight hair.
I let out a discreet laugh, "Alright, Scarlet, nice to meet you!"
"Nice to meet you too Handsome!"
We smiled at each other.
"Did you cook it?" I asked pointing with my head to the soup
"Yes."
"Congratulations, it tastes really good!" I said after taking another sip
"Thanks, but most probably is because you are hungry." She replied with a tone of joke, or maybe she wasn't used to get compliments especially coming from a stranger.
"No, I'm sure it's your sauce and not the hunger."
"Well, no one likes hospitals food… I hope that's the reason why you ran away from it without discharge." She joked
"How… Oh…" I said looking at myself not knowing how to react and just put a faint smile on my face
"What happened to you?"
I shook my head, "I don't know… I don't remember anything. All I know I had a strong anguish feeling and needed to get out of there… but I got lost, I don't even know where I am."
"You are in Bohma, a small village in Eastern Europe."
"Alright…" I whispered passing my hand on my head and then suddenly feeling a sharp headache
"Pain?" the woman rushed to my aid in concern
"Yes… out of nothing."
"I'll get you some analgesics." She spoke rushing to the bathroom to get it in the small bathroom cabinet, "here."
I didn't waste any time and got the 2 pills from her hand and drank it with the juice, "Thanks."
"You should take some rest. When you feel better and if the weather allow it, I'll take you back to the hospital." She said removing the tray from the bed
I didn't say anything in acknowledgement but I knew for sure that she knew that I had listened to her. I tried my best to not worry her with my condition, since she had already been taking too much trouble for a stranger like me. She brought me to her home, took care of me, feed me and let me stay the night at her home without considering once about her safety or questioning me.
A few minutes later, I fell asleep and before my eyes sealed, I saw the blonde woman checking on me from the door.
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A/N: I intend to update every Saturday or Sunday.