The War Ends Now

by Onkwehonwe Kashatstenhshera

Following the events in 2013, the survivors of Raccoon City find themselves in Puerto Rico and eventually New York and India to stop new bio hazard epidemics and to catch the one responsible. But what about a menace they thought was gone? How will they survive as the world erupts into a third world war with the virus used as weapons by the world powers in its vortex?

1. The Aftermath Of Lanshiang

Damn it, people i had to delete my fucking World Without Fear story because my goddamn computer only printed up a third of a chapter that i posted and I'm not about to just retype all that especially when i can't do it because i didn't have a backup place i saved the story i guess i will have to be more careful but hey its not the end of the world its not like that many people even paid attention to the thing anyway right? So that being said, i hope you all will be patient with me on my writing this new story i meant to do a story that is post RE 6 but i had not yet played it. I guess. Also had to delete Different Paths as well because as it turned out, that was the actual story that had the chapter screw up not the other one and that's got me pissed off! So i deleted one story that i didn't even need to cause i got them mixed up, and i deleted this one because its the one that i should have anyway! So I'm back to square one gotta start with some other ideas.

Bit of advice? Keep a flash drive or USB or anything and any way you can have a back up way to save your story otherwise you lose it all like my dumb ass did! As for this story here, enjoy it! I will try not to screw it up with any chapter problems...UGH. As for the pairings, same as the last stories before i accidentally deleted the wrong one and fucked everything up like an idiot, basically i won't be telling you who will be with who just gonna do it as it goes a long. The only for sure i will give you in this is the one who i will have in this chapter. I mean normally i know lemons aren't the thing to do in a first chapter but i never did it before so i am anxious to try it and since I've been set back to starting a story over, I'd have to wait several chapters in if i followed fanfic etiquette as far as lemons go and I've never been one to follow rules anyway if they were rules i thought were stupid Whatever man, its not like I'm the only author to do a lemon in the first chapter anyway! So that said, enjoy the read. Since i have pretty much beaten RE 6 i will have this be post RE 6.

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September 19, 2013

Chris/Sheva

Chris Redfield looked through his binoculars at their destination coördinates. They were in in an average sized city in Puerto Rico. Aldea Oceano. He was observing some armed militants from a safe distance. There was a civil war in the country. They were known as the Fuerzas de Liberación amerindias. In English, the Amerindian Revolutionary Forces They had Marxists tendencies but seemed to have more of their own twist to it.

They were a resistance movement dedicated toward the Independence of Puerto Rico so that it would no longer be a commonwealth of the United States. There had been movements similar to it in the past but many had failed. Not much was known about the organization except that they had attacked a few Naval ships in the Caribbean and had killed many of the people on board. They had attacked several US Army bases in the area as well using hit and run tactics.

This was not the reason Chris was here. The reason the BSAA were here was due to the fact that there had been B.O.W's released in the area to test in battle. Both members of the Puerto Rican National Guard, and some armed members of the ALF had reported to the UN that they had encountered strange creatures and had suffered causalities as a result of them.

That was why they had called them in. The general consensus was that the rebel faction had purchased B.O.W.'s from the black market, often anonymous arms dealers who were former Umbrella employees and employers and was using it on the government. Though they were not there to make assumptions or to take sides, Chris knew from personal experience with all the time he had been in South America and Asia and even Russia, when he had been with Jill, that it was not uncommon for rebel factions to use bio weapons as a tool of war.

Even if they had done this, this would not matter as often was the case in past examples, the B.O.W's would not only attack the people they were meant to attack, but also the people who released them. The B.O.W's as far as he knew, were rarely, if ever controllable. The dirty scheme of it was that there had been instances with some people who could control it. Wesker, for example, was able to and he had. Back on Rockfort Island as well as Antarctica. Wesker had sent Hunter B.O.W's after him and he must have had some way of controlling them.

Does that mean somebody here can also control these majinis? It seemed like Albert had total control in Kijuju...bu i killed him. So who's pulling the strings now? He wondered.

Sheva announced to him, "Looks like we have armed hostiles, at 3 o'clock. I wish we could hear what they were saying or understand what they were saying."

Chris shook his head. "No such luck. Even if we were up close and personal I doubt we'd know. I don't speak much Spanish aside from the basics and I'd imagine you don't either," Chris wondered if it was wrong of him to assume that she didn't speak Spanish but he had to consider that since she was from Africa, and was originally from Uganda but , but had lived much of her life in Southern Sudan, it was safe to assume she didn't. The majority of the languages spoken in Africa that were not local dialects were English, Arabic, French and Swahili, respectively There was also some who knew some Portuguese if they were from Tanzania.

From what Chris knew, those had been the languages in the countries, and most of the ones from Europe, if not all of them, were colonial languages but he was not aware of if there were Spanish colonists as well. He knew they had a part in the slave trade but he was not aware of any of the countries.

Chris smiled and then added, "We have an inside man, he's BSAA just like us. He's fluent in Spanish its his first language so he'll be able to interact with them. He's mainly keeping in touch with Jill but he's also keeping me posted when i need it."

Sheva nodded. "You're right. I don't speak it. What should we do about these men? They seem to be discussing some sort of deal or arrangement," She zoomed in on them with her binoculars. Three men, all of them brown skinned Puerto Rican men of average height were carrying AK variants and were speaking to a Caucasian male whom neither BSAA agent recognized. Chris readied his pistol he had chosen for the mission. A Sig Sauer P226. He had four magazines for it, each mag containing fifteen .357 rounds. The gun was a silver stainless.

Sheva had a Beretta M92F just lie she had in their mission in Kijuju. She had a fifteen round magazine, a thirty, and another fifteen. All the ammo they had was on top of the bullets they had in their guns and they each carried two first aid spray cans in a first aid kid as well as a Combat Knife in case they ran out of ammunition. They moved up the street, heading through a gate. They would not engage the rebels. At least not yet. Chris contacted Jill to make sure she was okay and to check to see how she was doing.

"Redfield to valentine, how you holding up?"

Her response came quickly. "We're not far from you. We're entering the town from the south east. We're okay so far. Still haven't seen Carlos yet. He's supposed to be our guy for the ARF. I just hope he isn't compromised. He said he'd contact us as soon as he can. Have you found any hostiles yet?"

Sheva spoke into her ear piece. "No we've only seen some armed rebels but so far we managed to get by undetected. We haven't seen any infected civilians yet but we're bound to spot them at some point. You will too. Josh, i know you can hear me. You be careful as well, all okay?"

Josh, who had been Jill's assigned new partner, responded, "Roger that, Sheva. You do the same. We will keep in touch with you."

They moved forward and Chris looked to his partner saying, "Sheva, let's try to get in closer. As close as we can without being spotted."

Sheva nodded in agreement her gun in hand. They snuck in, crouching and took cover behind a large crate but stayed out of sight. Conversing in Spanish, the men with the Assault Rifles walked out of sight. They came out of cover, looking for any sign of the armed rebels. "We need to find one of them, any of them, and see if we can interrogate them. Assuming that they're normal and not infected already," Chris said.

Sheva nodded but warned, "We should tread carefully. Rebels against the government can be a little trigger happy. I used to be that type...a rebel i mean. We should try and find out more about them before we engage. Or at least before attempting to interrogate them. Men like that don't crack easily."

They spotted three men standing on the corner near what looked like a fruit stand. One of two men was Caribbean descent , a brown skinned man with slicked back hair and he wore a Hawaiian style shirt and white pants. He stood next to another man, a guy with blonde hair that looked bleached and unnatural, but still was a Caucasian indicated by the sun burn on his face that seemed at least two days old.

The man wore a white T shirt and blue skinny jeans. The third man was Afro Caribbean , had darker brown skin, wore sunglasses and had cornrows and he wore a red T shirt and a white windbreaker. The three noticed them approaching. What people often didn't know was that Puerto Rico was fairly diverse. Most of the population was mixed between Amerindian and European, Taino Indian in particular, and other surrounding tribes.

Spanish too but there was also the European descendants of people from Spain, those who had brought the language to Latin America, and then there was Afro Caribbeans who were descendants of those in bondage of the Atlantic slave trade. The man in the Hawaiian shirt, in a hostile manner shouted, "¡Gringos! ¿Qué hace usted aquí? ¡Está muy lejos de en casa!"

The man with the bleached hair removed a letter opener and Chris saw his eyes. He had orange colored eyes. "Matalo!" He screamed and charged at them. Chris aimed his handgun at him and fired two shots hitting the man in the left shin. The hostile hit the ground and howled in agony but attempted to get up. The other two also had weapons. One of them had a stun rod, the other held a makeshift club. Chris fired five shots at them, hitting the majini with the windbreaker with four shots in the abdomen, the rounds punching into his stomach. The fifth shot hit the man carrying the club, the man in the Hawaiian shirt, in the side of the jaw.

They were infected without a doubt. Sheva fired at the man Chris had shot four times as he was getting back up. The man used the stun rod on her and she screamed falling backwards as the electricity surged through her. She fell back but still fired from the ground. Sheva let off two rounds from the Beretta and they hit the man in the groin.

He held his wounds staggering back. She made it back to her feet and felt drained from what had happened to her but she fired a shot up close and personal and the shot destroyed his nose blowing the cartilage to pieces. The bullet shot through straight to the cartilage and up to his brain between his eyes. The blood sprayed as he went down and he fell at their feet.

Chris was suddenly grabbed by the first man he had shot and pulled to the ground and the man attempted to bite him. He attempted to shake the carrier off of him and he finally did kick the man in the face. Redfield got to his feet and fired three shots into the back of his skull before he could get up. The man with the club hit Sheva and then hit him, still alive despite the wound on his jaw.

Chris felt pain shoot through his left shoulder as the man hit him. Sheva cried out from the pain hitting her back. Chris fired hitting four shots into his chest. The man went down but was not out. Sheva then finished him by pinning him to the ground with her knife. The knife punched into his vital organs and the man shrieked before dying underneath her.

Chris searched each of them but found only a green herb on the dead body of the man in the wind breaker. They both were in pain but they were not bleeding at all. They mixed the herb into tablets to take orally and they each took one. That was meant for them to take when they had internal injuries while the herbs directly applied were intended for external injuries like cuts and burns and bleeding. "Thanks, partner," She said with a friendly smile.

Chris looked at her and nodded. "Don't mention it," As she said that same word she had used before when they had their mission in Kijuju. He felt some sadness as he thought of his mission with his other partner besides Sheva Alomar and Jill Valentine, Piers Nivans, his partner who had been with him in Edonia and in Lanshiang, China. Piers had saved his life from a B.O.W. but in the process had infected himself with the virus so that he would be able to defeat Haos, a giant aquatic B.O.W. that resembled a squid. He had made Chris get into the escape pod and stayed behind to die as the underwater facility went under. He had been planning to retire and have Piers be the guy who would replace him but then Piers had died. He had stayed in the BSAA as a way to honor the fallen comrade.

He was glad that Sheva was with him but at the same time he didn't want to lose her as well. He thought he had lost Jill, then Piers had died, and Piers had been on two missions with him, the one in China being included and this was Chris's second mission with the young African agent.

They had gotten to know each other very well over the last few years over time for the last few years and had become good friends but so far they hadn't been partnered up lately as she had been doing more work around Africa but now she was back with him. Redfield did not want her to suffer the same fate as Agent Nivans had.

Sheva looked at him touching his arm and asked him, "Are you all right? Is something the matter?"

Chris looked at her and shook his head. "I'm fine. Let's just keep moving. Jill said there's supposed to one of our own infiltrating the ARF. We should touch base with them. She said i met him a few times before, he's one of the best agents we have. He saved her life once."

Sheva nodded. "Roger that."

Leon

The American agent awoke in a sweat fresh out of his nightmare. He had dreamed of what had happened over in Tall Oaks. He remembered the horrific events and he remembered shooting the president, his friend. He hadn't wanted to but the man had become a zombie. He had been forced to shoot him. For some nights since that had happened he had dreamed of that. Other nights, he had dreamed of Deborah Harper.

This had been what had happened to him tonight. He dreamed of what had happened to Helena Harper's sister, Deborah, who had been infected with the virus and had transformed into a monstrosity right in front of her sisters eyes, but this time when he shot her, every now and then she would transform into her normal self again and beg them for help. Aside from the talking part, all of that had happened. The detail of her becoming temporarily normal however, was a more disturbing detail in a recurring dream.

He saw a dark figure standing there. He reached for his pistol under his pillow but a throaty feminine voice startled him and said, "Looking for this, handsome?" He looked toward the window where a silhouette stood by it, still covered in darkness but illuminated just enough so that he could see the familiar face despite the dim lighting of the night life outside his apartment as well as the moonlight that crept in through his window. The silhouette held up the pistol. "Ada...how did you get in here?" He demanded. The Asian spy removed the magazine and popped the spare round out of the chamber and tossed the gun aside.

She smiled and as the curtain fluttered in the wind the light from outside illuminated her beauty. "For most people, it can't be done. For a girl like me, its easy when you leave a window open," That's right...she has a grapple gun...but how did she find me? He wondered to himself.

"Ada..." He began. "The last time i saw you the world was in chaos. It still is and you helped cause that chaos. I want some answers or you can get out of my apartment. Enough with the mysteries and the secrets."

She raised her eyebrows at him as he turned the bedside lamp on. "What's the magic word? i might consider it if you say it," He was in no mood for games. "Now!"

She smiled wider saying, "You're cute when you're confused. Even more when you're angry. To get both is honestly adorable."

The agent sighed but then he reached between the two mattresses that made his bed where he kept a spare. It was a Glock which was not his first choice but it was better than nothing. He aimed at her and told her, "All right, I'm done asking. I want to know what your intentions were. Why did you release the C virus? We were lucky the BSAA were able to contain the situation here. Them and the Army but in Liashang? They're still having problems taking the city back. You're working for Neo Umbrella. So either you start explaining or I'll have to take you in..."

She stood up and he warned her. "Not one more move! I don't want to shoot you, Ada but i will if i have to. I don't even know why I protected you. Chris was right. I just couldn't accept it and even though you helped us against Simmons, you still have your own agenda."

Ada held her hands up, her smile fading. "If you calm down i can answer your questions. I know exactly what you're thinking and i don't blame you. Drop the gun first, Leon. I've saved your life on more than one occasion. You at least owe me the benefit of the doubt."

Leon shook his head keeping the G 18 trained on her, making sure she did not try her little flash bang trick she would normally pull as she had before to escape himself, Chris and Chris's partner. He kept his eyes on her hands waiting for any sudden movements. "I saved yours just as much. In Raccoon, Spain, and China. You've always left me in the dark. This time i'm not taking no for an answer."

She stepped up to him, taking a step closer towards him and he waved the gun and warned, "Not another step! Don't make me shoot you!" She pushed the gun away with her hand but he pointed it back at her. With that, in a sudden swift motion she spun around on her heel kicking the gun from his grasp. Leon grabbed her and she shoved him back. He tackled her around the waist but she used his own weight against him and flung him to the hit the back of his head and he came up swinging.

She caught his hand and flung him to the ground. In anger, the agent rose to his feet and rammed her with his shoulder. She was taken off guard by this so he swung on her, catching her with a left hook to the chin. She grabbed his arm and kicked him in the chest. He staggered back and she threw at least three swift blows to his face.

He hit the floor and she kicked him in the side. He tackled her around the legs but she used his weight against him and sent him staggering forward. He came back at her with a kick but she caught his foot and flipped him back. "Not usually into the rough stuff, Leon. I guess in your case i can make an exception," Her throaty voice taunted. "You do make it fun, after all."

He grabbed his lamp and threw it at her but she easily ducked. She attempted to meet him with a kick but before she did she saw he was no longer in front of her but behind her. He had a knife to her throat. He had his arms around her and the blade of his hunting knife was at her neck. "Breaking and entering. I could kill you and I'd be in the right," He said sharply.

She didn't seem threatened even a little bit. "True, but something tells me you won't," With that, she drove her elbow into his gut causing him to cry out and she did a spin kick knocking the blade from his hands. She spun around again an hit him with a hard strike to the face. His lip was bleeding and he fell back. Before he could even think of doing anything she had her left foot on his chest and she stared at him with somewhat of an impatient expression."Will you calm down, now? I'm not saying you can't fight but you're the one bleeding, not me."

He hoarsely demanded, "What do you want? Why even come here? All you ever do is leave me hanging with unanswered questions. Plus you work for Neo Umbrella. If you plan to kill me, go right ahead but I don't have to listen to whatever it is you have to say. I'm fed up with being kept in the dark, Ada."

She took her foot off his chest but told him, "If I wanted to kill you, I could have done it while you were still asleep," She returned to the window. "Having, nightmares, lately?"

Leon brought his fist to his mouth and wiped the blood away seeing the crimson smear on his hand. "That's an understatement. What are you doing here? Either tell me or get out."

She had a slight smile on her lips. "Well, first of all, is a gun anyway to greet a lady? Somehow i thought you were more of a gentleman than that. Then again this is the twenty first century. Maybe chivalry is dead."

Leon bitterly replied, "Just doing to you what you did to me. Remember Spain? I remember your greeting. Let's see if i remember. Hands where i can see them. Following a pistol in my back. Ring any bells? Its funny cause that was the same way you said goodbye."

She shrugged. "Guess that makes us even , then. Maybe i came here to explain myself to you. Did you think of that?"

Leon got up and grabbed an old shirt out of the dirty clothes to put to his busted lip. "I'm all ears. Chris told me that you were shot. Said he saw you take a slug from a Sniper. So how can you survive that? How can you be alive? You were helping us in that chopper so I don't understand...why did you release the virus? have you lost your mind?"

He stopped talking realizing he was asking too many questions before even letting her answer him. "You know, Simmons? He was obsessed with me. He's the head of the Family...he was. He was behind the destruction of Raccoon City and he pushed the administration to destroy it. I had worked for him up until that point but he got all the information and research he needed and he destroyed the city. I left him after that. He began to work on something called Project Ada. He recreated a woman named Carla Radames to be a doppelganger of me. She was running Neo Umbrella. She was meant to be an obedient version of me that was loyal to Simmons but when she found out what he did to her, she turned on him and got him infected. I killed her, Leon."

Leon listened to what she had to say but he demanded, "Where's the proof? Without proof, I have no reason to believe you. You could just be lying again or tricking me in some way. I saw the woman that Chris was trying to kill. That was you. Why else would she have your grapple gun?"

Ada sighed. "Only me, Carla and Simmons knew about this and me and her only found out after the bio terrorist attacks. She was supposed to kill me. Take me off the map. Who would have ever noticed a difference? That's why she had my mannerisms, my style, my look. The woman you saw must have been her. Agent Redfield must have fallen for it too. I was surprised myself. The resemblance was uncanny."

Leon looked at the floor and then back at the red clad Asian woman. "How could i possibly believe you? Why don't you have proof? Ada, you've used me every step of the way. You used me to get the G virus and it nearly got you killed. Then you used me for the Las plagas sample. You're just pulling another one over my eyes."

Ada's expression changed and she looked at him with regret. "I know what i did was wrong. It was all a means to an end. I was always against Wesker. I gave him a fake sample of the plagas but he got the research done without me. He's dead and I'm Independent. I took my last mission a couple months ago. I destroyed all evidence of the woman known as Carla Radames...except for this..."

She showed him the device she had kept with her during the looked at the screen and saw a blonde Caucasian woman on the screen. "This is what she originally looked like. Before Simmons got his hooks into her. In the end, they both ended up being one another's down fall. Leon, i didn't want to hurt you. I just had a job to do but now for the first time I..."

He looked at the agent with a curiosity "You're what? What is it?" As he had seen the image of the woman, this Carla she was speaking of, he found himself starting to believe her. Still, he didn't want to let her off the hook that easily. "I'm on my own. No mission, no objective. Its... strange."

He looked at the screen of her PDA and he looked at her and he said, "Look...I'm sorry that i attacked you like that, I just didn't know what to do. You always leave me hanging and it pisses me off. Chris told me you worked for Neo Umbrella. I'm not saying i don't believe you but Chris wouldn't have stirred me wrong. He said it was you who killed almost every member of his team except for him and his partner."

She chuckled at what he said. It was not because she thought it was funny but because of what he didn't know but should have been obvious. "Are you men that blind to detail? Carla wore a blue dress and a red scarf. Didn't you even notice i was wearing a red blouse and black pants? A girl likes to look good but who has time to change back and forth just for the hell of it during an outbreak? You had to know that was me helping you out there against Simmons on that building. It was Carla who you, Chris and his partner chased. It was Carla who sent the charges with rigged explosives. Think about it! You saw me before dressed the same way i am now before you saw her."

Leon observed what she was wearing. She was wearing her same red blouse and black leather pants as she had been wearing in China. She was right about that. As he realized this he felt like an idiot for not noticing it before and he tried to figure out why Chris had not noticed this detail that seemed so minor but was in fact, major. Maybe it is true. Maybe it is a guy thing.

He stepped closer to her but then sat on the edge of his own bed not sure what to do. "I don't understand...you're on your own? What about who you work for? The organization or whatever the hell you call them?"

She sighed. "The truth is, I'm tired of the deceit Leon. I'm tired of just being a shadow. I have no problem doing a job as a means to an end or for the greater good but lately I can't help but think that...there maybe a means to an end but it doesn't really ever end. Not this line of work. I just know that i still have a lot of fight in me but I dont want to burn it out of me doing jobs for a shady organization. Its not as bad as Wesker but I still don't trust them."

Leon smirked and said matter of factly, "Well that's no surprise. You don't really trust anybody do you?"

She slowly but carefully looked into his eyes and for the first time in his life, and in all the time he had known her, this woman he had gotten to know but yet did not know at the same time, this female embodiment of the femme fatal type, this free spirited warrior woman, A woman so free spirited and such a lone wolf that even the fabled Amazon warriors would not have approved of her, for the first time, Ada Wong had a look of uncertainty in her eyes. A look of desperation almost...of need...he thought to himself.

"I trust you." She said with honesty. He looked at her with a look of surprise. He had never considered she might feel the same way about him as he did about her. He had been confused about it for a long time. The way he saw it, she often just used him. Always keeping him in the dark, and it had been that way ever since Raccoon. Before she had used him to get the G virus and then in Pueblo he had been used to get the las plagas sample. Still, even during her own objectives, she had clearly helped him at times when she did not have to.

When he had been shot by Annette Birkin, the mother of Sherry, she did not have to patch him up. She did not have to go with him through the sewers which had been infested with giant spiders, B.O.W's created by white Umbrella. In fact she could have just ditched him when he had been shot or just lost him at some point along the way while they made their ways from the police station, into the sewers, through the tram, and into the Umbrella lab. She did not, however and while he had learned of Ada's involvement from Annette before an attempt to finish him off, he had not entirely believed it and Ada had saved his life from the same B.O.W. that had been stalking him. That deathly pale tyrant that had worn a long overcoat.

It wasn't like the Birkin B.O.W. he had faced with Claire and Sherry as they escaped from the lab on the train. Birkin had been like a screeching howling demon with a blood curdling scream declaring its thirst for the other tyrant, the one whom Ada had assisted him with, that had nearly killed her, was more like a silent killer stocking in the night never making a sound other than the thunder of its own footsteps. Somehow it was more terrifying to him than Birkin had been. He still every once in a while, had nightmares about it too but not as much as the events that had occurred more recently in his life.

Ada had a passive look on her face. "All right...if you want me gone, I'll go," He stopped her, taking her hand. Given that he knew what she was capable of and was very skilled in hand to hand combat he wondered if he ought to brace for an attack again but she allowed him to pull her to sit next to him. "Just talk to me...I don't want you to go. I just want to understand, Ada."

He looked into her eyes as she sat down on the edge of his bed. "You didn't draw a gun on me back in Raccoon. Why not? You know Annette tried to tell me about you but I wouldn't believe her. You could have just taken the G virus and left. Why not just at least pull a gun on me like in Spain?"

She looked strongly into his grayish blue eyes. "I'll admit i was using you more in Spain. I never intended to shoot you but I don't think you knew that. I never would have shot you. Wesker asked me to kill you because you survived Raccoon City. So you can think what you want about me but I don't always play by his rules. I exploited your confusion back there. When you found out that I didn't die and that I worked with Wesker, you still cared, i know you did, or you wouldn't have helped me against Saddler. Still,both times i pulled a gun on you, I used your own confusion against you. You didn't know that i wasn't going to shoot you. For all you knew i would have shot you over the sample and for that..." She looked down, her eye watery. "I'm sorry...Leon..."

He reached his hand out to touch her but she stopped him, turning her back, looking was slightly impatient and he said, "Ada...if you want me to be able to forgive you, please let me in. I want to know what goes in that head of yours. I do forgive you but you don't have to pull away like that. I'm here to help you. I've had your back from day one, right? I know you did have my back too. I know you had a mission to do I just want to know why. Why did you have to bail out of the speed boat like that? Why set off the whole island to explode in Spain? I just don't understand why you were playing it so close. If that wasn't you who wiped out Chris's team and it really was a clone or a doppelganger, then that means the real Ada Wong didn't want the world to end anymore than I did."

She looked back at him, the tear gone but still, the look of uncertainty and desperation was there. She sighed. "I don't know why I was that way, Leon. I was just torn between you and my ability to complete my mission each time. I guess I've been fighting but I'm not sure what for anymore. I left you the keys to that boat and I knew you could get away in time. You're a hero, Leon. You're one of the good guys. I just got so wrapped up in finding a way to stop Wesker that I lost sight of what mattered."

He didn't respond to what she said. He just listened to her. "I helped you. I wanted you to survive. You never saw me most times but I was there. Who do you think stopped the village chief from killing you? I do care about you."

Leon look her hand and she slightly tried to pull away but he didn't let her go. "I know...you gave me that Rocket Launcher in Raccoon. I just wish you wouldn't run out so quickly. You're one of the good guys too, Ada. You just need to admit it. There's no shame in doing the right thing. Remember that kiss we had in Raccoon? Right before you nearly died? You can't tell me that wasn't real. You said you'd fallen in love with me that day. Was it true?"

She stood up and headed to the window. " It doesn't matter if its true, Leon. There's no future with somebody like me. I wish I could make you understand, Leon...anybody near me gets hurt. You deserve better than this. Maybe it's for the best. I'll always care for you but it would never work."

As she walked to the window she felt like she was missing something. To her surprise and dismay, he had her grapple gun in hand. "Looking for this?" He asked, mimicking what she had said to him earlier. Her face darkened when she saw he had gotten one up on her and had actually managed to take that without her noticing. She was the one who did things like that.

"Hand it over," She warned in a calm but menacing tone. "Right now. That doesn't belong to you."

Leon shook his head. "Not this time, Ada," He threw the grapple gun out of the window and slammed it shut. This got a reaction of frustration from her that he normally would not expect from her usual cool calm and collected manner. She headed for the door to his apartment but he grabbed her arm. She shook him off but he got in front of her. She didn't want to but she threw a punch. She hit him in the face. She then drove her knee into his side and as he fell, drop kicked him in the face. She realized she had done too much at that point but she had to go out there and get that grapple gun. Even if she was no longer working for the organization, even if she decided she put enough time into that line of work, she still needed that thing.

It had gotten her out of many sticky situations and it was almost like a good luck charm to her. She grabbed the door but Leon tackled her around her legs and pulled her to the ground. She kicked him again and he grabbed her. "Damn it...stop trying to leave!"

Ada snapped, "I don't like being told what to do." His lip was now fine but her high heel had left a gash on his cheek. She hit him with a jab to the stomach. He gasped but grabbed onto her and didn't let her go. She was going to hit him again but he pulled her in and kissed her. Her lips collided with his and she resisted him, but did not break away. Finally she kissed him back but she pulled away looking at him and they pressed their foreheads together. "I'm sorry...Leon...I hurt you...I tried to tell you."

Leon's breath met her, his eyes were closed and he whispered. "I don't care...just please don't leave again, Ada. The only good dreams I ever have are about you. They're the only ones that haven't happened and you don't know that it can't work. Give it a chance...I know you have to fight still and you have to have your freedom, to face your enemies but you don't have to do it alone..."

He kissed her again and it was her turn to close her eyes. Their lips kissed and they wrapped their arms around each other. "You're playing with fire, Leon..."

Leon spoke between kisses saying, "Its worth every burn." Their mouths locked together and she put her hands to his chest feeling his muscular allowed him to pull her in closer. Their kisses becoming more intense, and he began to lift her red blouse up with ease removing it and discarding it on his bed, revealing her black lacy clad bra. She looked breath-taking. His hands ran up her bare back, feeling her soft skin that was so silky he almost could not take it, as if her skin was made of lotion or something of that nature. He kissed her again, enjoying the feeling of her wet lips against his.

She kissed him intensely. He felt her breasts through her bra caressing them. He moved his kisses down her neck and she opened her mouth as she savored the feeling of his lips on her slender throat sending chills through her as she exposed her breasts and she unhooked her bra. They were still partly on her as the strap was still stuck on her shoulder. She meant to fix that but was distracted by the man kissing down her neckline and collar bone to her luscious plump breasts. He kissed her already hardening nipples, moving his lips to the flesh of her lovely bosoms.

He moved along down to her areola causing her nipples to be even more hardened. He played with the flesh of her slightly darker skin. Her nipple size was perfect, like two lovely pink quarters. He gently suckled on her breasts. She laid back letting the agent take over as he did. She laid on the bed, nervous, not because she was uncomfortable with him but because it had been a long time since she had been this venerable and intimate with a man. She exhaled, her warm breath on his bare chest. He kissed down her breasts to her stomach. She laid back on his bed finally relaxing and letting her guard down. She breathed hard as he kissed down to her navel. He kissed around the vertical navette shape of the woman's belly.

The tip of his tongue probed the inside of it which caught her off guard causing her to exhale with a sensual breath. She let a throaty moan as he did that. "You like that?" Her voice, whether it was her talking or whether it was her moaning in her sultry throaty voice, it made his dick twitch with arousal.

She looked at him with a naughty grin. "What do you think, handsome?" He hummed against her tummy with his mouth and this sent a shiver up her spine, to her nipples and she opened her mouth in delight gasping at continued kissing down her body and he got to her panties. They were lacy just like her bra but they were red. He kissed her area moving to her heated womanhood but kissed her through the fabric which was driving her crazy.

He touched her with her fingers. She leaned back on his bed her mouth fully open now, her panties wet at the sensation of the Irish American touching her through the material. She reached down and put her hands on his and breathed, "Take them off, Leon..."

He obeyed her command and pulled them down slowly taking the waist band and the fabric in his teeth slipping them down while pulling her underwear down and slipped his hand down her panties teasing her with his finger but now going inside her entrance but teasing around it, not wanting too hurt her. He pressed his mouth to her wet surface as he removed her panties and cast them aside. He began to slowly finger her but only around the outside of her pussy, keeping her breathing shaky breaths as her head looked up at the ceiling. Her eyes found their way back to Leon and she whispered in a harsh voice, "Put them inside me,"

He slowly did so moving his fingers inside her treading on the outside of her wet folds moving her flesh around in a slow but steady rhythm. He began to move them faster and deeper inside of her but was careful not to hurt her he was luckily neat trimmed when it came to his finger nails. He fingered deeper into her and she let out a feminine grunt as he went deeper into her.

She was being driven crazy as he did that slipping in and out of her. Finally she could take no more so she pushed him to the bed and got on top of him, Ada never having been a woman to let men dominate her and if she allowed it, never for too long. She pulled his boxers down after casting off his shirt feeling his chiseled abs. She began to kiss him down his torso and Leon felt himself nearly go into shock as her wet lips kissed down his body. She reached his hardened manhood and kissed the tip of his dick. She continued kissing it and gradually began to lower mouth onto it. "Ada...god..."

She smiled wickedly before she continued and ran her mouth along his tip and down his shaft. She began to pump the lower part of his cock as she kept her mouth on Leon to pleasure him with her warm mouth at the top of it. She rolled the skin back jerking him off and it was his turn to lie back, pretty much powerless to her spell over him. "Ada! God that's so good..."

She did not stop, keeping up the stroking of his manhood enjoying watching the skin roll back, watching him shake and groan as she toyed with him, feeling his throbbing manhood pulsing in her hand. He sucked in a breath of air, as she licked the shaft and teased the tip of his exposed helmet with her tongue, glazing it with her saliva. He squeezed his eye shut in sexual frustration. He looked at the naughty, wicked look in her eye as she sucked him off, hoping to God she would not suddenly get up and leave. He had plenty of sex with women in his life but he had yet to be with the one woman he cared for and could not ever get over.

Now that he was with her, he found out that she was a tease. He realized this as she removed his rod from her mouth and strictly played with it but had lowered the speed of the hand job, a twisted smile crossing her seductive face and eyes. "My my...you've got an amazing cock, handsome. Its bigger than I thought. Its cute! Do you name it?"

He cringed gritting his teeth as she massaged his testicles at the same time. Fucking cock tease...he thought in his mind but he was at the mercy of the spy and he knew it and what was worse was so did she. "I didn't..."

She chuckled and she shook her head. "Now why don't I believe you? You're a handsome guy with a nice and long cock. Tell me what it is..."

He strained not to lose it at the sound of her voice. "I didn't Ada...really..."

She was not convinced. "I know you want me handsome...I know you want to be inside me...tell me and that can happen. It will happen..."

Leon groaned again and said, "Intruder..." Really that wasn't true but he had lied. After all, she had lied plenty of times to him in the past. To his surprise she bought it. She resumed stroking his shaft and smiled saying, "Intruder...I like that...you have a dark side, Leon..."

She put him back in her mouth and began to stimulate the tip of his dick with her tongue running it all around it. He grabbed her raven colored hair and gripped tight on it and he pushed on her head a bit. Most women would have had a problem with it but Ada liked a challenge and despite what she said, didn't mind getting rough. She deep-throated him moving all the way down the sensation on his Willie was almost too much to bear as her hot welcoming mouth engulfed his shaft.

She bobbed her head on him at a faster rate and though his member was long enough to almost gag her, she enjoyed the look on his face, seeing his eye rolled back, his face twisted up. She had him wrapped around her finger. As well as her lips were wrapped around him. She moaned, savoring his length humming against his cock. He was trying not lose it quite just yet. He had fantasized about her doing this to him but never had he imagined it would feel this good.

She ran her mouth all the way down his pole gagging a bit but enjoying making him squirm. She ran her tongue around the tip, her hand running back up to his tip stroking him off, playing with the foreskin and she stroked him at a speed that made it seem like a perverted game of peek a boo as the tip appeared and vanished then appeared again as she rolled the skin back and forth, all the while moving her mouth back onto him. He knew he didn't have long before he would ejaculate. He felt the tingling traveling up from the bottom all the way to the top. Can't...hold out...Ada...

He was groaning louder than he intended but he could not believe how good it felt both the stimulation of her mouth and her left hand felt. She moaned still against him till he jerked free and she removed his cock from her mouth and he exploded. He came, unable to control it, and he was shaking from it. He looked and saw where the blast was. It had hit her on the right cheek and partly on her chin. She raised her eyebrows at him.

He was still breathless from his climax and the excellent blow job she had given him. He looked nearby for something to wipe the mess from her face. He spotted a tissue box and wiped it away. "It wasn't intentional...i just lost control..."

She looked at him, a naughty smile creeping across her. She grabbed his shaft and pulled it closer. "Oh my...that's a lot of cum, handsome. I'm flattered."

She took him back in her mouth sliding down the shaft cleaning him up, her tongue lapping up all the extra happy sperm that had emerged. She shined his nob one last time before removing it from her sexy lips, which were still slightly sticky from the gooey white substance. She put her finger to her lips and licked the rest up. Leon looked at her and said, "That was...wow..."

She pulled him to her and kissed him. He was unsure about being kissed on the lips after what she had done but then, what position did was he in to protest? She had been generous in the oral department. Plus it's not like it's some other guys its mine...damn it, don't think about it! My god though, those lips of hers...He got lost in the kiss with her. She pulled away but had both of her hands on his face. "Time to return the favor, Leon."

He obediently followed her lead kissing down her breasts, back down her stomach, past her waist and down to her legs. He kissed her thighs slowly watching her breathing as he did. He kissed inward toward her warm center. There was a small patch of hair, not much at all but just enough to tickle the side of his hand as he moved in closer. He moved in kissing between the distance of her thighs getting closer to the wet part of her thighs as he was there. He kissed her flesh and tasted her. He kissed the flesh of her labia gently, and slowly but surely, eased his tongue out, the tip of it teasing her.

He moved his tongue along her outter entrance, tasting her, moving along her damp surface and he began to go a little faster and deeper his tongue probing inside of her. He played with her folds at the same time as he did, stroking them and rolling them around as his tongue swam inside her tunnel. She laid back as he touched her, her eyes looking at the ceiling of his apartment once again. She laid back against the bed, flat on her back and she allowed him to lift her legs up. A moan escaped her lips as he directly applied pressure to her clit. He moved around it and then went back into her hole. He stroked her clit lightly and she let out a cry of pleasure. It stung and felt good at the same time.

He ran his tongue up her glistening folds as he continued to poke her with precision, moving an inch or two inside her. He closed his eyes and began to lick again, and he pressed inside of her until he felt her g spot, touching the round sponge like surface, he made a curling motion with his finger.

Now he had her in a vulnerable state but under no circumstances would he ever give her reason not to trust him and she knew that. He licked her downward earning a throaty proclaim of pleasure as he did and he continued to finger her G spot. He moved his tongue gently but firmly just outside but also slightly inside of her while also teasing her with his fingers. He poked her hole deeper his index sliding it inside her with ease feeling her tightness as he did. "Oh! Oh...god...Leon...keep going. Mmm Hmmm..." She bit her lip as the sensations went through her womanhood and she breathed hard, her perky breasts rising in rhythm with the rest of her body.

At the same time as he fingered her with his right index, he also used his middle finger and thumb to rub her clitoris. This earned a sharp and sudden yelp from her as she opened her mouth her eyes opened wide at the feeling of the triple stimulation. She breathed harder as stroked her labia and went deep inside of her. He focused on what he was doing as though her vaginal walls were a canvas and he was an artist working on his master piece. He sucked gently on her swollen clit getting another sharp cry to escape her. "Oh god! Leon..."

She had an orgasm then and there, her walls pulsing and contracting around him as she did. Her breasts heaved up and down faster as came letting out several wails of pleasure, each one right on cue with the pulsing of her womanhood as she came. She collapsed breathing hard, attempting to catch her breath. Her face was flushed and she laid there breathing hard. God, the sound of her getting off makes me so crazy! I wanna fuck her so bad...yet even as he thought this, he partly scolded himself. Its about her as much as it is you. More in fact, she is the lady and nice guys finish last...make it something to remember...

Most women, would be in a lazy state after having such an intense orgasm and any further sex would be too much as their clit would be too sensitive. Not Ada Wong. She loved the sting. She lived for the sting. What followed it was always better. She climbed to him and pressed his head to her. She could tell that he wanted to please her as much as he could. That he wanted to make her come for real. She was fine with it but they were going to do it her way. He looked shocked. "Ada...what are you...?"

She smiled a devilish grin and asked, "Have you ever had a girl sit on your face? Feel her against your lips with her weight on top of you?"

He honestly but sheepishly said, "No I haven't..."

She got closer to him and rolled him onto his back and she hesitated saying, "That is, unless, you aren't interested..."

Leon looked at her saying, "You sure you still got it in you? I did just make you come..." He was more than willing but he knew of how sensitive a woman's area was after sex and for many it was sore after. "With your fingers...not with your mouth. Now lets see you put that pretty mouth God gave you to good use, shall we? I want to feel it, Leon...really feel it...and I know what you're thinking but don't...I'm a girl who likes to live on the edge."

He nodded and pulled the Asian woman toward him. He kissed her again as he had last time and allowed her to pull herself onto him, perching herself on him. He kissed her from her belly down and she settled onto him, till her lap was on him. He lifted her bottom up and brought her against him. He began to gently look her already dampened womanhood, and judged on the shaky breath that was somewhat of a giggle too, he could see he was off to a good start. "Atta boy, Leon...that's it..."

He licked into her opening licking up her dripping pedals and she shuddered against him. He began to use his fingers too but got further under him but still had his mouth against her as his lips kissed her lips in her nether region all the while slipping his tongue inside of her. She was breathing hard again, her body shaking, and moans escaped her lips once again as she felt his swimming tongue explore her, she began to ride him rocking her hips into him. She began to move against him as if she was making love to him the normal way. He once again, treated her surface like a canvas.

He pictured he was writing as erotic story on her tight heated entrance. It was as though he was writing words but also painting a picture. As he ate her out he imagined her lying naked in front of him on a sofa just like in the Titanic. He pretended that with each stroke he drew more of her in the mental image. She bucked her hips against him faster and snapped him out of his image and he heard the sound of her moans of ecstasy growing louder and more intense. His face was hot and it was because of her.

He hummed against her just as she had with him. "Leon...uh! Right there...that's it...that's it boy..." She growled with lust. He fingered her still moving under and into her. He lightly but shockingly stimulated her anal entrance too, teasing her ass with the tip of his thumb. "OH!" She let out a low but sexy grunt as he did this. He looked up at her making sure he had not done wrong but she had a smile on her otherwise sweaty face. She still smiled even as she looked up and away from him and put her hands above her head brushing strands of her hair from her face.

She felt her heated zone start to increase in temperature and she moaned more and louder indicating she was close. "That's it...take me there, handsome..." She continued to ride his face and finally as his tongue probed inside of her, and he pressed his mouth further up her cunt and hummed against it, stimulating it, she came again. Her juices flowed from her surface and left his face drenched but he let her ride out her orgasm her cries of delight making his flacid member hard as a rock within seconds. Her womanhood throbbed against him as she rode the wave and her rubbing at her pelvis down to a stop.

She eased off of him and looked at him, wiping her own essence from him. "Look at you...you're a mess."

Leon grinned and said, "Fair is fair." They resumed kissing and they continued to kiss for another ten minutes giving her swollen clit a moment to rest from all the activity. After that ten minutes of their mouths pressed together, they were ready again. She helped him put the condom on, that he kept in his dresser. She slid it on and he sat up and began to rub her back getting behind her. He kissed her sweaty back while massaging it at the same time. He eased into her slowly. "You ready, big boy?" She asked him as he bent her over.

He grinned again. "I was born ready. Question is, are you?" She giggled and said, "Confidence. I like that." He began to go slow, grinding into her at a slow but rhythmic speed. He entered her dark tunnel and she reached behind him, touching his dick behind her as he went in. Her back was against him and she began to rock against his shaft. He went in faster and though he had not asked her, he knew she would appreciate the free-spirited initiative. She panted and moved her hips to meet his pelvic bone. He pulled her back against him and they laid on their sides , he still behind her and he went faster. He reached to her right breast and brought his face around to it. He suckled on it and gently nibbled on it while playing with the other breast.

Once he had, he did the same with her left breast, touching it softly squeezing her and this got a shiver from her as she rocked against him. Once again, he reached down and began to toy with her folds, playing with her womanly flower. All while driving into her. Her warmth was almost too much to bear. His sweaty torso to her sweat covered back, the two lovers embraced as they did , her looking back to him, kissing him, their mouth sharing the fiery embrace just as their genitalia was. Her wetness, welcoming to his erection, they increased in speed and friction, she sliding back and forth against him and he was teasing her as he split her solds apart with his fingers teasing her while also thrusting deeper inside of her, the tip of his cock brushing against her g spot.

He noticed what a fine ass she had and he reached out and smacked it. He left a handprint on it and Ada let out a cry of surprise. "Did that hurt...?" He asked her. She shook her head, widely grinning her eyes closed. "No! Do it again..." He did and she let out another cry of delight at it. She was being driven mad by the stimulation of both his fingers and his manhood so she reached behind herself to stroke his already engaged shaft as he went in and out of her vaginal cave. He let out a groan as she did and she kept doing it as long he was fingering her. "Ada...!" He croaked and she laughed in between whimpers of pleasure. "I'll stop when you do..."

He panted, "Fine...let's play fair."

He pulled out of her and made sure the condom had no holes in it and had not broken. She got on top of him lowering herself onto his stiff length and they were at it again in no time, this time cowgirl rather than doggy. She rode him with ease while feeling every inch of him increase pleasure all the more in her walls. He kissed her and she kissed him back and bit his bottom lip gently nibbling and pulling on it before letting it go to nourish it with another gentle peck.

She let out another whimper of sexual satisfaction and he drove into her faster thrusting at an upward angle. He kissed and licked the nipple flesh on her bouncing breasts slowing them slightly but not entirely. Ada rode him harder, digging her nails into his chest. She rode him in a wild craze, letting out squeal that was unusual for her normally lower but feminine and seductive throaty voice. Upon hearing this, he knew that he was doing good and he went as deep inside of her as he could, as much as she could take him.

She rode him more, making him feel the pressure on the tip of his erection, her walls tightening around him as she bounced on him, riding him, taking in every inch. He went in and out but all the way in as he fucked her, sliding in and out of her slick pussy, and she finally let out a sensual moan, "Leon...I'm gonna come..."

He looked at her and he panted, breathless yet again, "Go ahead, come for me, Ada..."

She sounded almost pleading between her cries of passion. "You... gonna...come ...with me...?" He slapped her big round shapely butt once more adding extra sting and she squealed again. He rolled his eyes back and he uttered, "Ada...i'm not gonna...last I'm gonna..."

Ada took his hand and she begged, "Come with me, hon...come with me..." He drove his length into her harder and faster with more strength as he went in her and he brushed his dick into her G spot again and again and as he did he felt her walls tightening again, indicating she would soon orgasm again. His length also stimulated her clit as it brushed against it to go inside of her and it rubbed her as he slid back and forth. She cried out, "Leon! Ah! OH! Leon..." She let out several wails as she came, and finally as he brushed against her clit, and he pounded into her sweet spot over and over, she came, she squirted again, just as she had before but more and she drenched his testicles and his cock as her powerful orgasm hit him.

Both of their laps wet, he still went in and she wailed several times in unison with the contractions in her vaginal walls as she rode out her climax. Finally he lost it too and he bursted. She rode him in a circular motion until finally, she collapsed in sheer exhaustion from their wet and wild ride. He discarded of the condom and went to the bathroom to dispose of the leftover semen. He came back and plopped down on the bed next to her. She reached for him. "Come here..." She rested on him and his heart thumped against her ear.

They laid there for what seemed like forever in a stupor before they looked into each others eyes and they kissed again, their mouths melting together. As their lips parted from each other, he said, "I love you..."

She had a look of surprise that made him wonder if he had jumped the gun. Its now or never... "I love you Ada...I always have...i knew that i did. That was why I jumped in front of that bullet for you. I don't care if you don't love me, its okay...but now I know why even why I thought that you were dead, i still dreamed about you. I don't want to lose you Ada..so please...stay with me."

Ada looked at him and her expression softned. "You don't remember what I told you in the lab, handsome? I said I had fallen in love with you first...when you found out I was working with Umbrella, maybe before when you found out from Anette Birkin, or after when you escaped, maybe you thought I had lied to you just like I did when we first met...but that wasn't a lie. That was why i kissed you when I thought I was a goner..."

He grinned as he thought of it. "Our first time we kissed..." He said, as he remembered.

Not the grizzly memory of her bleeding because of the tyrant in a trench coat with a skull so white it was like a fish belly. Nor even was it her coughing up blood on him. It was her confession of how she felt about him. It was their embrace. Their kiss. Now she was here with him, alive, not dying, staring into his eyes. He didn't know why he hadn't remembered that for so long until tonight. Maybe a repressed memory? i just forgot. He thought and indeed he had as he had always contemplated Ada's mysterious behavior, he had wondered if she even cared at him at all and had not remembered that. Not in Spain, nor in China.

He felt like a fool but now he was here at last. "Don't leave me, this time, Ada..."

They kissed again in a warm embrace. "I'll try not to. I'm sorry for how I was in the past. I always thought about the mission. Now, there is no mission. All i have left is...you." They kissed again. He loved her and he knew that she loved him to even if she was not as good at expressing it, she had clearly told him that she had fallen in love with him when he held her dying in his arms in Raccoon City, which seemed like a lifetime ago. They held each other, laying in bliss as the two of them drifted to sleep.

She had been with other men before and when that man would pass out, that would be when she would get dressed and leave. Not this time.She vowed to herself. She knew now, finally, that there was nothing out there for her, but everything here, in the arms of the man she had grown to love and had continued to love even when she had tried to think of the mission.

The world was falling apart. Yet they had each other.

If the sun refused to shine...I would still be loving you...mountains crumble to the sea...there would still be you and me...

Jake

Jake had been to America many times but he was still a foreigner. He had moved around a lot yet he had worked with Americans and been around a great deal of American arms dealers who were smugglers in the black market. He could have easily passed as an American. He had checked into a Hotel in New York City. He had an okay time so far that day, having arrived earlier in the day, he had treated himself to a burger and fries on the town and had even gone to a movie. He found he couldn't sleep tonight however. He walked outside to find the streets surprisingly quiet for a Manhattan night at 3AM. Sure, it was after midnight but from what Jake remembered, the city never slept. In reality, he did not know why he was here.

He figured in his mind, to some degree, he wanted to see the woman who had helped him before, both in Edonia and then again in China.Super girl... Though they didn't see eye to eye at first she had grown on him and the same had gone for her. He had not ended up taking the fifty million. Instead he had just taken enough money to get by and had got a motorcycle and left. He hoped to see her again but he had doubt that this would happen. Luck and good fortune was not something Jake Muller had been accustomed to.

He noticed a drunken man staggering toward him. He looked at the man, a thin Caucasian with dirty blonde hair and observed his tattered condition. You gotta be kidding...by the time he saw clearly, the thing lunged at him. He hit it with a left hook, and then a right. It staggered back and fell over. He brought his boot down on its head. He spotted a woman in a pant suit sitting at a bus stop. He walked up to her and tapped her shoulder. "Excuse me, miss. Do you..." Upon him touching her, she lurched forward and fell off the bench onto the ground. He examined her and saw that her throat had been cut.

He muttered, "What in the hell happened? How did this shit reach the big apple?" He saw three people lurking near a street light. They spotted him and came at him, coming a lot faster than one would expect a zombie to. He kicked the first one that came near him, hit a second one with several blows to the torso and finished it with a suplex, breaking its neck. He hit the third with the heel of his hand sending its nose up into its brain. He spotted more coming and there looked to be about ten of them. Shit! I have no weapon. I need to find one...find out how the hell this started. He ran down an alley and began to sprint. The zombies gave chase but he reached a fence and hopped it with ease. He ran down two more alleys.

He looked back as he turned down another side alley and came onto a street. He had lost them. Just then, to his right, a phone booth began ringing and it nearly gave him a heart attack. He let it ring four times, then five before picking it up. "Hello...?" He answered reluctantly. "Who are you?"

A voice, that he could not make out, as it was clearly edited to hide identity with one of those fancy machines, replied, "This is a friend of yours. No details now. I am going to help you survive. You have a lot of abilities but lets face it, you haven't seen your full potential yet, Jake. You'll need a weapon. Head to Central Park. There will be another payphone there where i will contact you once you reach that point. The police are overrun, there is an infection in the city, I am, the only help you have."

Jake angrily demanded, "Who the hell is this? How do you know me?"

The voice frustrated him with the next answer. "I know all about you, Jake. Let's just say i'm a fan. A fan who wants you to survive. There is more to you than just being the key to curing the virus, Jacob Muller. You are more important than you can possibly imagine."

Jake insisted. "I want some answers! Who is this and how do you know me? You don't wanna piss me off, pal. This is fucking with my night."

He was greeted by a dial tone. "Goddamn it!" He breathed. He could hear screaming and gunshots in the distance. Whatever was going on, an outbreak a terrorist attack, it had happened very suddenly but it was getting worse. The only person who seemed to know anything was the mystery caller. He headed up the street, realizing he didn't have any choice but to comply and to hope that when he found the person they would explain to him what was going on.

What in the world happened this time? Didn't the BSAA contain the outbreak in Tall Oaks? How did it reach New York? Shit...whoever this guardian angel of mine is, they better tell me what i want to know or we're gonna tussle. He vowed to himself.

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Ok people that's all for the first chapter! I know its a bit uncanny to have smut in the first chapter but I've seen other authors do it, and when it was an action/romance they would keep me intrigued until the next lemon later on. I guess that's what i am hoping to do here! That being said, please go easy on me, this is my first lemon i really do hope i did a good job! I decided before Leon and Ada went to pound town, they should have a chat about the confusion of him thinking she was behind the outbreak in RE 6. I mean if she does care about him which she clearly does she would have to explain!

So as for the pairings i will not be saying with any of the more popular characters like Chris, Jill, Rebecca, Sheva, Carlos, etc, who will end up with who because there are too many pairing fans that might exclude this if i picked a pairing they didn't like. So the only pairing I will say for sure is going to be Ada/Leon and Sherry/Jake, because of the obvious chemistry between the two pairings. Sorry to any Leon/Claire fans and as for Claire herself, I will not say. You will not know who i pair them up with until i just do it! Lest you not want to read up until that point but if i got you hooked in already at that point you will wanna still read.

I learned with pairings you cant please everybody. However you can trick em ;) So let me know what you all thought of the lemon, of the action so far, yada yada, Jake getting that creepy phone call from that guy on the phone. Kinda like the RE movies though I will say, i think compared to the games the movies are complete shit and Alice Abernathy needs to die a slow and horrible death. That 3d character is clearly an authors pet. Now Michelle Rodriguez aka Rain? That's something else ;)

So yeah please review :) By the way is it just me or did Sherry get cuter over the years? i think her and Jake would go good together. I'm gonna write more no matter what but I will faster if i get reviews.

Ok happy reading!