Resident Evil: Captive - The Summary
Captive is a story about the lovely Miss Redfield who is captured physically and mentally due to the fact she possesses a rarity within her blood. This story revolves around her struggle to be free, to make the right choice, and fight all urges that engulf her. Imprisoned by a face we are familiar with, she soon develops a close relationship with that person, despite the plans made for her. The plot continues to thicken as family, friends, and enemies appear in the midst of the chaos. As the pieces to the puzzle fall into place, she can only ask why. Can the light in her heart pierce through the darkness growing there? In those around her? Will someone come for her? Will she succumb to a future of betrayal and deception while learning to swim in the pool of lies? All questions shall be answered.
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Mature Content: Profanity, sexuality, violence
Resident evil 5 secrets and descriptive lemons (4)
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{Introduction}
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The internal fire of anguish burns within my heart and soul; that's what makes me apart of him. Days grew into nights in a natural, continuous cycle until I finally lost count of the days. All I knew, as a gazed intently over a balcony at the world dancing below, was that I would experience life differently from here on out: Disseat, deception, murder, and hate --- words I had experienced before but hardly preformed. What was in store for me was a thought I could not bring my mind to focus upon. Would anyone come for me? Was I missed? Or perhaps the correct question is: am I destined to become that which I fought so hard to keep at bay?
"Claire."
The words that called forth echoed deep within the thoughts in my mind. Was that even my name? My heart skipped a beat while my chin sunk towards my chest to redirect my gaze to my hands; they were white, grasping the railing so tightly the cool metal seemed to bend. I inhaled the midnight air into my lungs despite how each breath staggered. There was a presence behind me.
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{Chapter One}
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From the moment I climbed into the backseat of Rani's and her aunt's car I knew that there was unfinished business to be taken care of. I also knew that it had to be put aside for now. I shifted my weight to the middle of the car and leaned into the space between the driver and passenger seats. A smile seemed to automatically make home across my face while I observed Rani ramble on about how I saved her life from the 'bad people' just in time. I felt like a heroine, complete with the aching, burning muscles and the concern for the well being of my rescued individual.
"Yes, Rani, you were so brave," I interrupted her in mid sentence. For a moment, I thought she'd hyperventilate.
As soon as my ice blue hues caught sight of Rani's aunt's hand reaching over to pat Rani, I leaned back and squished my crimson ponytail into the cushioned platform of the car seat. I'll let Aunt take care of it. My head's weight was winning against the struggle my neck put forth. Eventually, I gave and let it roll my head to the side. I tiredly blinked the dryness from my eyes as I glanced on towards the array of trees coming and going. The landscape danced with the speeds of the car, moving up and down and blurring as I tired. For many moments I simply watched as if a zombie had become of me. The Harvardville Airport incident had completely consumed all my energy.
"Shh, let her sleep and try to get some, too." I heard Aunt murmur moments before my lids fluttered across my orbs.
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Aunt's place in Harvardville wasn't too shabby, I'd say... this would make a fantastic new home for Rani, who was still coping with the loss of her two parents from the bio hazard outbreak in India that I was assigned to. I hadn't met Rani up until the Airport, but I had known her Aunt previously from getting all the paperwork set up. To my surprise, she too worked in Terrasave and she was a lovely, good-natured woman at that. Back then I assumed that the states would be the safest route, now I couldn't even say that; it seemed the world was populated with more terrorists then I could imagine.
"Let's show you to your room," Aunt said to Rani and I followed after the two. I would continue to call her Aunt since that's what Rani knew her as. After all, there is no need for any more confusion.
When we reached the bedroom, walls splashed with pink and accented with purple flowers, Rani immediately dragged me to the bed. I never understood why, but the delight on a child's face as they craftily advanced upon a new play-thing with their hands attached to yours, I experienced tender warmth. Despite her occupied hands, she was able to hoist herself upon the neatly folded, lavender colored comforter into a stand. I found myself laughing and moving my arms to her hops and squeals. Out of habit, with my mouth open with laughter to disguise my intent, I secretly searched for sorrow within her brown eyes. What I found was acceptance, an easily adapted soul... something that lacked within Sherry Birkin's eyes.
A type of dread sunk my heart, one that I could never come to terms with.
"Common, Rani, surely you're hungry?" The words sounded oddly cheery, even to me, the person who produced them. Rani paused, as though registering that she was hungry, and then leapt down with a soft thud. She gave me a few rapid nods.
"Mac n' cheese?" Her eyes had a glow to them as she spoke her desires.
"Is that what you want?" My chin shifted to my shoulder to eye Aunt whose arms were folded across her chest. She was leaning into the door frame, casually observing our scene to the new bedroom. She nodded when our eyes met with a less rapid bob to Rani's, but there was some similarity to it.
The kitchen had ivory, wooden cupboards with a white dining table positioned in a crafted section of the kitchen, as though made just for the table. It was surrounded by a set of white curtained windows, which curved in a 'c' shape around the eating platform and stopped at the entry ways which were door less and across from each other. One entry way led back into the living room and the other towards the garage. I made my way through the dim living room, which was just as occupied as it seemed, until I entered the kitchen. I viewed how the light shimmered through the set of windows and sprawled onto the table. This lead me to sit in the wooden chair closest to the middle window with full view of the cooking station before me, hoping to obtain warmth from the sun's rays upon my back -- anything to calm the spasms from over twenty-four hours of constant moving, defending, and explosions.
The gleams of light brought forth the red within my hair. It must of resembled ketchup, for Rani's stomach grumbled for grilled cheese now.
"Anything cheesy, Aunt," I laughed out, only for Aunt's bellowing chuckles to overpower mine. I smelt the pan warming after a few clicks to ignite the stove.
"Claire, after she eats, we need to take you into town to get some supplies. Your luggage was lost, yes?" Aunt suggested.
I peered through my fallen bangs before blowing them away, a bit taken back.
"Oh, I ah. Well, yes," I agreed while watching Aunt dig through cupboards and bring out a few plates. I didn't want to have her go through anymore trouble, but my luggage was probably under some debris, an airplane, and a zombie… or two… or three.
I didn't protest.
Aunt continued, "Then it's settled. Rani, there is a nice little shop in the mall that makes teddy bears, any way you'd like. You can name them, decorate them, oh you just name it! Would you like to go? For a house warming gif –"
"Would I!" Rani's voice may have interrupted, but it was sweet and sincere. Not only did I smile at her eagerness, or more so her happiness, Aunt laughed with delight too.
The meal didn't last long. Rani even ate half of mine. Where on Earth does she put it all? I thought as my heart administered a flutter. I couldn't help but wonder about the pair's safety and my own – everything just felt wrong and I couldn't place a finger in the right direction. We advanced after the table was cleared to the garage out the other opening in the kitchen, opposite to the living room. The aroma of the garage was typical to any garage: rubber tires and a tinge of gasoline. The scent always reminded me of when Chris and I used to play Ninja Turtles and use tires as our manhole. A half smile crept across my face at the thought of it while sliding once more into the back seat. Maybe that is why I adore pizza so much.
Harvardville was beautiful and a homely town, except for one thing: the slightly-smaller-than-Raccoon town lacked people. I had the right to assume it was due to the airport incident; people were scared or viewing the wreckage, which made me glad that the airport is at the other end of town. My attention turned to Rani as her right hand pressed into the glass. I observed as fog formed around the shape of her tiny, delicate fingers and I immediately knew the temperature outside was a bit briskly.
"Rani, do you like Harvadville so far?" I asked sweetly then made a thin smile.
"Yes… it is nice cause-cause of all the parks! Aunt said there is six or four." I could see her eyes in the mirror and they gleamed.
"Four or six? Are you going to see them all?" I corrected her before the next question.
My ice blue eyes shifted towards my own window, staring at my fair complexion at a close range to experience the cool radiating off of it. The clouds were rolling in and blocking out the sun, but despite it the sun was trying desperately trying to shine. Rani's voice broke my fascination with the weather.
"Yes, yes! Oh, are we here Aunt? Are we?"
"Of course!" Aunt responded and added a nod. She found sheer enjoyment with Rani.
Aunt suddenly veered right, bringing us into an averaged sized parking lot with a normal amount of cars. I immediately sat up to alert my attention and help find a parking place.
"Primo-parking spot!" I shouted as I pointed through the space between Rani and Aunt. Good call on me, bad call on my choice of words; Rani would use the word 'primo-parking' spot from now on, but at least we were close to the doors.
Distress failed to show on Aunt's face towards Rani's repeat of 'primo', she just smiled with excitement and I admired her natured spirit more than before. We came to a stop in the spot I had dubbed ours.
I latched my hand onto both the handle on the door and the lever to open it. In unison, I pushed and pulled, eventually letting go of the lever to make enough space to fit through. One foot at a time, I eased myself out and used my hips to get me up standing. Rani was already out and I wasted no time to close my door and get Aunt's. She shooed at me with a hand as she got out as if I was too kind, or maybe I just made her feel old.
"Wait a minute, Rani!" I called to her before lightly jogging to her side to grasp her hand. Aunt seized the other and together we advanced into the mall.
The mall was typical, filled with clothing stores, a food court, phone shops, art shops, a place to get your hair done, a place to get your nails done, and of course a make-your-own-stuffed-animal shop which caught Rani's eyes right away. Like a chain reaction, from the sight of the destination, an increase in pressure became of my hand - she was tugging. I noticed my eyes widen with surprise, a soft noise parting from my throat and ending in a laugh as I returned the tug upon her hand like reigns on a horse.
"Why don't you two go on ahead, I'll meet up with you at the middle doors," I suggested as Rani's warm, flesh parted from my palm and fingers.
"Oh, alright. I would like to say we won't be long, but unfortunately –" Aunt started, but Rani's death grip had picked back up on her own hand.
"Don't worry about it. You two take your time and," My eyes sunk into Rani's, "pick out something cute that you can sleep with tonight." I winked at her and was satisfied with the smile I was granted.
We parted ways and I headed straight for the store to rummage through the clothes that they had to offer. I found success in the first store, surprisingly, and was able to buy a few pairs of jeans, a belt, and a sweater or two. Money wasn't usually an issue with me and I wasn't about to thank Raccoon or the Umbrella Corporation for that. I was far too busy date, though I thought about it often and Leon always came to my mind. His friendship had been more than giving and I yearned to talk to him on other circumstances. He was my guardian angel, always coming through in my past when I buried myself in deep shit. In a N.G.O (Non-government organization) program, working against bioterrorism, my life was hardly of concern; it was others I strive to help and thus I kept my more personal thoughts within my unconscious mind where it wouldn't show. I was more of a do-it-yourself person anyhow - independent and daring.
I checked the other stores until I ended up wandering into Victoria's Secret. I needed the underwear, that's all – or so I told myself. I always felt awkward going into these, as though I was being stared down because I wasn't blonde and I didn't care for the color pink, but I was petite was a well endowed bust. I kept my thoughts and eyes to myself when in such stores. I wasn't the most sexiest person in the world, outwardly -- it isn't like I had someone to practice on. Though, I considered being a stripper at the prices which never ceased to amaze me; eight dollars for a piece of string? Humph. I spent no more time dwindling and purchased enough undergarments to last me until I could get back home. Pink bag in hand, I scurried out into the human rush hour and out the door to clear the scent of pampered woman from my nostrils.
The air outside came with a bite and I had to set my bags down just to rub my arms and flatten the goose bumps. From this spot on the sidewalk, I was able to view the bits and pieces of the town, whose lights began to twinkle like ground stars. It was rather peaceful, until a man in a tan trench coat and hat came out to smoke. I immediately proceeded forward and advanced right down the sidewalk until a Gander Mountain caught my eye. With no second questions, I sauntered into the large hunting, fishing, and camping store and made a purchase that I prayed would help me in the long. Plus, it only cost me about ten minutes. A vibration buzzed in my back pocket.
"Hello? Oh – you're done? Yes I was – Yes… Yes… Okay, haha, I will meet you guys at the car," I hung up and back tracked.
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"Do you like it?" Rani asked as I stared in awe at the red-brown bear in my hands. Within it, was a glowing light in the shape of a heart.
"Yes, but, what did you call it?" I looked up, my lips parted to compliment my blank stare as I waited for an answer to give a reaction to.
"Squeeze it," she urged. I squeezed it.
"I love you." I raised a brow.
"Again!" Rani urged once more after a short, giggly laugh. I squeezed it again.
"My name is Claire-bear." My face did not drop like my stomach did. If the time was set eight years before I may of showed her my embarrassment, but I was more charmed than anything.
"Oh really, Claire-bear huh? Has a ring to it," After my words I smiled and meant it then handed it back to her.
The whole ride home no one asked me about what I bought and I wasn't about to protest their silence. Though, I did learn three more phrases Claire-bear had: Goodnight, that tickles, and a giggle. Luckily, none of them sounded as creepy as the dolls I had back in the day. Then again, I wasn't much of a doll person; they all ended up in pieces or with the dog. I let my head roll to the side as I had before and caught the purple, pink, and orange hues of the setting sun. To sleep in a nice, warm bed sounded more orgasmic than… well… I couldn't wait.
When we returned back to the house it was already Rani's bed time and I volunteered to make sure her teeth were brushed. Though, doing it together wasn't the brightest of ideas; the mirror became a canvas for toothpaste art. Once finished, I grabbed some Windex and cleared the splatters before flinging Rani with Claire-bear up into my arms. Her head rested weakly on my shoulder and I placed a hand on the backside of her head to assure its security from sliding off during the walk down the hallway. At the end, I shift with my hips left into her purple, flowered bedroom and tucked her in. I took a seat on the edge of her bed and offered a soft smile as I observed her heavy lids fight to stay open.
"You've had a long few days, rest now," I commanded Rani softly and she listened.
I carefully stood up so the weight change, which wasn't much, wouldn't disturb her half-slumber and then tiptoed out the door, closing it gently behind me. I saw Aunt in her pajamas and gave her a thumbs up with approval and she mouthed to me goodnight. I held onto the railing before going down the stairs to the guest room. In my decent, I couldn't help but wonder yet again about their safety and if this was the last time they would have to deal with something so tragic. The thought about how I had lost Chris once and then the death of my parents began to haunt me. A hand flew up to my chest in response to my thoughts to bear and endure such thoughts.
The guest room was positioned at the bottom of the stairs, complete with a full bathroom and walk-in closet. I sauntered over to the mirror above an India made dresser and released my hair from its ponytail restraints. I used a brush provided to comb it flat, but my hair's wave was beginning to pick up and my lip curled with slight disgust; I was almost afraid to be beautiful. I liked the more natural appearance.
It did not take long for me to undress and change into some of my new apparel; I crawled into bed with a slim fitted t-shirt and underwear. Under my pillow, was the object I had bought earlier today. It was something I loved to use, I was good at using, and no one would dare mess with me as long as it was in my possession. I shifted my hips around until I was on my side facing the wall and closet. One hand rested under my head beneath my pillows and the other close to my chest. As I listened to the shrill of silence, ringing within my ears from years of damage from gun shooting and loud music, I allowed my unconscious mind to burst to life in vivid images. Slumber took me by surprise; one of those fall-asleep when you wake up not remembering what your last thought was, or when it happened.
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My eyes burst open and I instantly sat up with my arms on either side of me to support my somewhat lean backwards. My chest rose and descended heavily as I stared into the darkness in the early hour of two a.m., or so said the digital clock beside me. A burst of anxiety grasped the core of my stomach and tightness clasped around my throat. I swallowed hard despite the fact I actually wanted to cough. Removing the item from beneath my pillow, I swung both legs around the edge of my bed and waited until the blood evened out within my veins. Gingerly, I approached my pants on the floor and positioned them to my hips.
I cracked the door to my room open and peered at the flowing curtains in the living room. They were dancing to the eerie breeze and casting shadows on the moonlit floor. I squinted at them while folding my arms across my chest in hopes to find warmth somewhere in my self-hug. I crept forward and closed the window. After each movement I paused and listened to the life of the house. Nothing but the soft ring of silence and the wind whooshing at the now closed window; there was nothing suspicious here. Yet, it was in my best interest to check on Rani. I turned my attention to the stairs after a minor pivot and made my way up slowly. My heart began to beat and I recognized the sensation within my chest, radiating to my fingertips, as I grasped the railing. What was I afraid of? I reached the top.
I moved my fingers and palm around the handle of Rani's room, finding a cool sensation that was pleasure to my sweating palm. I heard the bolt retract as I turned the knob and carefully pushed the door with both my handle hand and fingertips. Through the darkness, I saw nothing, so I ventured in where a shape of a body made itself known. My shoulders shrunk with relief and I went to gently pet her head as she dreamt, but there was one problem: there was no head.
I tore away the blankets as my heart beat with urgency as I hawked down at the mesh of pillows. Was this a joke? I quietly, but quickly, made my way to the window which appeared untouched. She must be playing somewhere or adventuring, I tempted to coax myself. Hurriedly, I made my way out and down the hall to Aunt's room but stopped dead in my tracks at a noise from the kitchen. I wasted no time to gracefully fleet down the stairs, in hopes that I could help find and help Rani to bed.
"Rani?" I heard Claire-bear giggle. "Rani what are you doing? You should be in bed... you don't want -" I silenced myself abruptly. A light had flickered on then off within the kitchen where my attention was drawn, but the voice came from behind.
"Rani you say? That must be the brat's name." My ice blue orbs shot open – a woman?
A shadow, much larger, crept within the kitchen and I refused to turn around to make myself vulnerable to the second person - find a motive first. I ducked slightly and pushed my shoulder back to look behind me with my hips squared to the original direction I was facing. The keeper of the voice stood behind me at a leg's reach.
"Now, Claire, please don't make this difficult. My orders are to bring you back alive."
"Where is Rani?" I said sternly. The girl had been through enough - this was too much.
"Fine, for now. Her aunt is also sound asleep, so let's quietly step outside," She purred.
My eyes flared with a furious beauty that the woman could not see, but I knew it was there for it coursed through my blood; as if Rani wouldn't have enough nightmares as it is. No. More.
Using my left leg as a central pivot I brought my right leg up and brought my body back to kick the woman in the face. She expected it and caught it, threw it aside, then did a backhand spring with her legs flailing to catch me under the chin. I ducked back as I felt the wind of her body, and then shove my hands into her agile body once my face was clear of her kick. She struggled for balance, but found it, and finished her step out in a rather graceful land. Her shoulder jerked angrily, sending me a death glare through the darkness. During my decent to find Rani, I had stashed my protection in the back pocket of my jeans, and with all the movement it had wiggled free.
"Planning on using that?" A heard amusement in the woman's voice and I was going to cut that tone from her throat.
Newly purchased item in hand, I darted for her. My advance wasn't nearly as soundless as her depart, but as she moved to stop my power run, I dunked my torso. I rammed her in the stomach with a shoulder, sending her head into the wall; I could have sworn I heard a disturbance in Aunt's room. I wasn't perfect, but I was able to get in an angle to hold her down and place my blade to her throat. She was surprised at my agility no doubt, or maybe it reminded her of someone. Either or, I was faster than she expected and she underestimated me. But, if whoever sent her knew me well enough, she was probably holding back.
Click.
Something heavy, metal, and cold was at the back of my head. My breath left me and a slowly turned my chin to my shoulder to peer behind me. It was petite – another woman? Damn, forgot about you, I grimaced with my thoughts.
"Release me and come with us or else Rani will see the last of her days, early," The woman below ordered me as I felt the pistol press into the top of my spine.
"What is going on in my house?" I heard Aunts voice and shortly gasped as my head jerked up the stairs to where she was standing. Such power in her voice!
"Now!" The woman beneath my weight exclaimed and a cloud of smoke engulfed us after a 'poof' sound that seemed to catch nearly everyone off guard.
I began to cough and swat at it with a free hand, all while keeping my knife to her throat. Yet, as I lost the sight of Aunt within the smog, my blade tip curved down into the neck of the woman I held to my will. A pressure enclosed around my knife wielding hand as well as my wrist until I could no longer hold onto it. Reluctantly, I released and shortly following my body was thrown to its back. My head moved on its own, watching to darkness dizzily as the hard fall forced me to inhale the toxic gas that kept us all struggling to move.
"Speak of any of this and you will fail to see the rest of your lives. Claire Redfield has departed without word. Do you understand? Ugh, the bitch cut me. Come, we leave NOW." The voice was muffled, concealed by some sort of mask I presumed, but it was definitely produced from the woman I once had in my grasp. The other woman, who didn't speak,'s cape fluttered with her moments before my weight was heaved over her shoulder. I heard coughing from Aunt as I was moved. I was paralyzed.
"Claire! No, don't go! Leave her please," A child's voice, muffled by something covering her mouth to breathe, perhaps a sleeve, pleaded with them and I heard small footsteps approach.
"Let go of me!" Snapped the woman in front of my limp body who was leading the way. Her voice had urgency. Urgency to depart from this situation as though they didn't believe they should be here in the first place. Perhaps a weak quality lied within her, but it was nothing I could use.
I heard of soft shrill from Rani after a brief contact in skin; she was slapped away. All I knew, in the sleepy state of my being, that she would pay for all she had come to cause to Rani.
"Don't... hurt her..." I growled as the smoke strained my throat, reducing my oxygen to almost nothing.
"A future is in store for you. Why you, I am unsure… But there will be suffering, you will succumb, and meaning of life will change as we know it," A coo rained forth from the only person out of my two captives that spoke as my consciousness began to waver. By the sound of her voice, I wasn't the only concern. What would become of me? Of humanity?
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