It was 1998, in Raccoon City. Where it all began.
"Come on Sherry."
"Alright, I'm right behind you."
"Stay beside me. I don't want us to get caught, monsters or not."
I am Knox Gerlum, I am 11 years old. And I am a survivor of the T-virus, and G-virus incident. We were walking around the center of the Raccoon City police station, shielded by the shadows of objects. I could protect myself and Sherry, if need be. I wouldn't let anything happen to her, she was like a sister to me.
"Who's that?!" Sherry asked in a worried whisper.
There were two figures that quickly entered the station; I identified them as a man and a woman. I examined the man, he wore a police uniform and seemed to be Caucasian from his looks. The woman he was accompanied with looked like she was in her early twenties. Before I could make any further observations, the male had taken sight of me and our eyes met. His eyes were filled with curiosity, mine of interest. He told the female of our existence, and they slowly began to approach us.
"Who are you two? More important, what are you doing here?" the male asked.
"We were just looking for a place that's safe," I replied, Sherry nodding in agreement.
"Well, if you wanna find a safe haven, I'll find one with you. Seems all of us now have the same goal." We nod a yes in response.
"Other than finding my brother," the female commented.
We go through the town out in the open, a bad idea to me. We gained attraction to some undead in the area, or the less formal term- "zombies." I observed the adults as they handled the monstrous creatures. The male's unprofessional moves, compared to the ones I've seen before, states he's a rookie cop. The female, seemed to be trained, but not to a great extent. Maybe taught just for self-defense.
"You two never answered, you know," the male brought up.
"Well, I would rather give you my name once I know yours. Though, she may have a different opinion," I said, the "she" being Sherry.
"Well, um… I'm Sherry," she spoke, rather mumbling than talking.
"Alright then, Sherry, I'll make sure you two are safe while you're with us. My name is Leon."
"And I'm Claire, Claire Redfield," the female added.
"And now I believe it's about time for you to tell me your name?" Leon asked, addressing to me.
I took note of their names, personalities, and movements. Who knows, my mental notes my come in handy, "Knox, I might tell you my last name, but now is not the time."
A/N : Hey guys! Hope you read all of this, and you're going to give me a review. Hehe. This is my first try on a story for Resident Evil. I have plans for this story, and my OC. So… bye now! ~Nyirr