Ponderings
Author's Note:
Welcome all and thanks for taking the time 2 sit and read my lil' fic! This is basically the ponderings of my fav female RE character when she first joined the Bravo's n just before the whole Mansion incident. The title is pretty crap it was gonna be called "Apartment Ponderings" but I realised the main chunk is in the RPD station so I scrapped it, any better suggestions are welcome, I suck with titles. Anyone who has read any of my other fics may recognise some of the stuff from a fic I scrapped a while ago called "Everything Ends" so if it looks familiar you aint goin mad. I ramble too much in these A/N's so ignore them if ya like.
Disclaimer:
I don't own Resident Evil or any of their characters but if any nice rich people wanna buy them for me I shan't say no :-p
July 1998
I stood in front of the full length mirror in my bedroom brushing my hair it was getting very long, it was almost at my waist, I was considering cutting it, for now I put it in one braid down my back. Setting down the hair brush I smoothed over my new uniform, I was thankful it as green, I had been dreading it would be red or pink that clashed terribly with my dark red hair. I put in my new earrings small pearl shells that had been a welcome gift from Captain Wesker. Sitting down on the bed I laced up my combat boots, standing I checked my appearance in the mirror one last time before heading out into the kitchen/living room area (picture Joey's apartment in friends but painted in more plain colours and you have my apartment.) I quickly drank my slim fast, realising I needed to do something about the décor, it was a brand new building so everything was decorated in neutral tones like a show house, it made me shudder, twas way too impersonal for my taste. I grabbed my bag, making sure I had everything keys, money, ID, a dozen odd pens, I walked out and locked the door to my apartment.
As I walked through the double doors of the R.P.D. station I felt the same feeling of awe I had the first time I was here, the building massive and it was beautiful not at all like a police station, it was like a museum or an art gallery.
"Boo" Wesker's deep voice sent a chill up my spine.
"Boo back"
"Come on I'll introduce you to your team then I'm afraid I'll have to go Alpha are about to go on a training exercise ok"
"Yeah, I'm a big girl ya know, I don't need you to hold my hand"
He simply cocked an eyebrow in response and I followed him up to the S.T.A.R.S. office. I wasn't sure what but something un-nerved me about Wesker. It wasn't that I didn't trust him...but he had this way of making me feel uncomfortable.
'That's cause ya can't see his eyes, those damn sunglasses, I always feel like he's looking at me funny but I can never tell'
I felt a thousand butterflies bashing against the wall of my stomach as Wesker leads me into the lion's den aka the S.T.A.R.S. office. Suddenly all eyes were on me as we entered.
"Guys this is the medic you have been bugging me for, for the past six months enjoy!"
With that he turned and walked out the room. Some damn introduction, he was taking me out to dinner that night anyway I could kick his ass then.
"Is he been serious?"
This was from a Mexican looking guy who looked like what Wesker described to be the Bravo Captain. It was rather funny the look on his face he was probably expecting some middle aged man with grey hair and glasses, not an eighteen year old woman.
"No offence honey but shouldn't you be at school?"
I felt my cheeks burn, the look on my face after that comment must have said I was embarrassed because he suddenly looked uncomfortable, or pitying.
"I assure you I am fully qualified Mr...?"
"Sorry, Captain Enrico Marini, you are..."
"Im Rebecca Chambers, field medic and biochemist, pleasure to meet you"
As I shook hands with Enrico I was happy to see him blush, mentioning I was a biochemist seemed to reassure even if it wasn't what I was here for, but hey it had the desired effect. I wanted more than anything to get on with these people but I was not going to be underestimated by anyone.
"You just ignore ol' Enrico he's too ol'fashioned to believe a pretty young lady like yourself could be smarter than him, my names Forest Speyer I'm the Vehicle Specialist"
As I shook Forest's hand I looked him up and down, the southern accent was very sexy and went well with his rock star look, good leather lace up boots, faded jeans with various rips, a black t-shirt with the S.T.A.R.S. emblem on it, and a faded denim cut off. His arms were bare and on the left shoulder was a large tattoo of a flaming skull smoking a cigarette. His dark hair hung over his shoulders and matched his eyes, one of witch had a blade scare above and below. He looked like he was in his mid to late twenties. As he stepped back another stepped forward.
"Im Richard Aiken, I pull double as communication specialist for Alpha and Bravo, nice to meet you"
Smiling, I shook his hand and as I did with Forest I looked Richard up and down. DC trainers, navy jeans, a scarlet shirt with the top three buttons undone revealing a little of his muscular torso, he had very defined arms and on one wrist he wore a sports watch. He had a very warm friendly face and dazzling green eyes. He had a recent tan that looked great with his sandy hair he looked about in his early twenties. As he stepped back another stepped forward.
"Hey, erm my names Kenneth Sullivan, I'm the Field scout and Chemist"
Smiling and again shaking hands I looked Kenneth up and down. Combat boots, good black slacks covering his very long legs, a sky blue shirt with sleeves to the elbows, he had an expensive looking gold watch on his right wrist, he had dark skin, and pitch black hair, and watery blue eyes. He looked awfully shy. He reminded me of a taller Chris Rock without the beard. As he stepped back the final member of the team stepped forward.
"Hiya, the names Edward Dewy I'm the Pilot nice to meet you"
I nodded before I had chance to shake his hand or get a good look at him his beeper went off.
"Chickenheart hasn't shown up today, gotta go fly the Alpha's later!" With a wave he was gone.
Enrico addressed her "Well Miss Chambers"
"Please call me Rebecca"
"Ok Rebecca now you have met everyone I'll show you the case we are working one, but I'm warning you it ain't a pretty one"
As soon as I opened the file that was handed to me and opened it I felt a tug at my heart, there was a picture of two little girls there staring eyes lifeless and there bodies ripped to shreds. That picture and everything that caused it would haunt my dreams for years.
I sit gazing out of my bedroom window, watching the people seven stories down from where I sit, going about their daily lives; men in suits talking on cell phones, mothers dragging small children in and out of shops, teenage girls talking and giggling on their way home from school.
There is a distant smile on my face.
For the first time in what feels like years, I am truly happy. I look away from the busy streets and clear blue sky, and turn around to once again admire my cosy, newly decorated bedroom. I had decorated it only last weekend with the some of the guy's help. It had transformed from an empty white and grey shell to what Edward called a genie bottle. The walls, floor, carpet and ceiling were a mixture of pinks, purples, oranges and blues. The bed was a large for poster covered in colourful beaded blankets and cushions, dream catchers and wind chimes covered the ceiling and colourful posters covered the walls. There was a large full-length mirror in one corner next to the large pine wardrobe. The shelves are covered in photographs, candles, joss sticks and burners.
I catch a glimpse of my reflection in the mirror and don't quite recognise myself, I had had my hair cut that lunch time and was now level with my ears rather than my waist, the difference was astounding.
I stand up stretching, I decide I should probably get some work done and headed out of the bedroom through the living room/kitchen/dining area into the second bedroom which was currently serving as a study. I sat down at my new oak desk and look at the framed photograph on my left, it is a photograph of myself, my parents and my sister Michelle, it had been taken on my thirteenth birthday, when we had gone to Paris, the three of them would die two years later in a train crash but I was thinking of Paris for now. The memory made me smile.
I diverted my attention to the open file on my desk and the photograph on the top quickly wiped my smile away. It was of two young girls, the first victims of the cannibal attacks that had plagued the city in recent months. The girl's lifeless eyes brought tears to my own; I could simply not comprehend what kind of a person could eat a child alive, it was simply evil. The bleeping of my fax machine broke my concentration, I turned to see what it was, its was some lab results on one of the hikers wounds, I skimmed through and found what I had suspected, the wounds were from a canine not a bear. I slipped them into the file ready to take into the office, remembering Jill from the Alpha team had asked to see them when they came back.
I was about to settle back to work when the phone started to ring,
"Im never going to get any work done"
I jogged into the living room, thinking I really should get another phone put in the study. I snatched the phone from the cradle and sat down of the sofa,
"Hello, Rebecca Chambers speaking"
"Chambers, this is Chief Irons, get down to the station immediately understood?"
"Yes Chief, but-"
He had already hung up; from what I had seen of Chief Irons so far I concluded I could consider that encounter polite by his standards.
She had only just replaced the phone when it rang again,
"Hello?"
"Hey Rebecca! Its Kenneth"
"Oh Hiya!"
"You just got a call from Irons?"
"Yeah how did you know?"
"Whole of the Bravo team's being called in. I rang 'cause I noticed you don't drive and thought you might need a lift"
"Oh, well that's very kind but won't that be out your way?"
"Nah you live on Maple Avenue don't ya?"
"Yeah"
"It's on my way I live a couple of blocks away I'll be there in about 15min that ok?"
"Sure! And thanks you've being really kind since I joined"
"Ah, think nothing of it see ya soon!"
With that he hung up. I ran into my bedroom and quickly changed into my uniform that was thankfully already laid out on the bed ready. After changing I ran into the study and grabbed my files together, I looked at my watch it had already been 10 minutes since Kenneth had called. I walked through into the living room shoved the files into a bag, put my shell earrings in and put on my lucky red bandanna, my father always used to say it made me look like a little Rambo.
Realising I had no time for trips down memory lane, I slung my bag over my shoulder, grabbed my keys and headed out the door.
I had no idea that I was about to enter a world of survival horror where my first mission was almost my last. My world was about to come crashing down but that is another story............
Author's note: well what did ya think! I might leave it as a one shot, or maybe do a couple more chapter's with 'Becca's ponderings through the mansion etc what do you all think? The buttons only there please review!!!! (Insert puppy dog eyes)
Love ya all loads
Dragonfly