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Resident Evil: The Fangirl Chronicles

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A/N: I would like to take this time to thank 1wingangel and sheshe21 for their inspiration. If not for them, I don't think this idea would have gotten as far as it did. Both of their stories are fantastic, and if you haven't read them yet, you should.

DISCLAIMER: I do not own Resident Evil 4. However, I do own a Wii, and a copy of the game. I also do not own the story "Letters From Spain." That is owned by burningbridges and you really should read it. It's hysterical!

Chapter One: Leon

Leon stepped into the clearing, not bothering to slow down. He had been through here once before and knew it was a short walk to the church.

As he reached the center of the area, the doors behind and in front of him slammed shut. He took a few steps back as huge double doors opened and several villagers came out, holding chains that were attached to a huge monster.

The villagers quickly removed the chains, and then tried to get out of the way. The giant monster attacked the villagers. Some he picked up and threw, others he stepped on and crushed. He turned his attention to Leon, roaring in his face, breathing nasty monster breath on him.

Without hesitating, Leon whipped out a Chicago Typewriter and began firing. The creature covered its face and a large Plaga came tearing out of its back. Leon fired at the Plaga and with one final yell, the creature fell. Leon collected the money it dropped, then looted the three cabins that were in the area. Instead of heading for the Church, however, he went back the way he came, toward the Merchant in the cave.

After I had beaten El Gigante, I decided to save at the Merchant cave. I was too tired to continue and I could play again tomorrow. So far, I was doing great. Since I had the Chicago Typewriter, I was going for a "no deaths, small amount of saves" game. Usually, I only saved at the end of the chapters, but I decided that if I didn't save after I rescued Ashley, I could still keep my saves low.

I turned off my Wii and put the remote in the nightstand. I glanced at the clock. 4:00 AM! Thank God, I didn't have to work today. However, I knew from experience that when I played Resident Evil before going to bed, I ended up having some really weird dreams. I turned off my lamp and closed my eyes. Hopefully, this dream would be as awesome as the last one.

A sound at my door woke me up. The cat probably wanted in. He had a habit of scratching at the door until I let him in.

"Aries! Can it!" I yelled, not opening my eyes. It had never worked before, but it was worth a try.

The door banged open. Startled, I sat up. A man, holding a gun, stepped in. He said something I didn't quite catch.

"Who are you and what the hell are you doing in my room?" I demanded. Why I wasn't screaming my head off, I don't know.

"Calm down," he said, putting his gun away. "My name is Leon. The President has sent me to rescue you."

"Did you just call me Ashley?" I asked. He nodded. "My name's not Ashley, its Rikki. And…..did you say you're Leon?" Yeah, my brain hadn't fully woken up yet, so my train of thought had kind of derailed.

Now he was giving me a concerned took. You know, the kind an EMT gives you after you've hit your head.

"Yes, I'm Leon. I have to get you out of here. Come with me."

"Holy smut!" That's when I noticed that not only was I not in my room, but that my clothes were different. They looked suspiciously like Ashley's alternate outfit.

'Don't worry, Rikki,' the logical side of my brain said. 'You're still asleep.' Even though it felt so real, I figured my brain was right. Why would it lie? 'On the other hand', the other side of my brain said, 'you're about 75 pounds overweight. When have you EVER been thin in your dreams?'

'Why don't you both shut up?' I silently told my brain.

Dream or not, I decided to go along with whatever was happening for now.

"I'm fine," I told Leon. "I fell asleep, and was having a really weird dream."

He didn't look convinced, but he didn't look worried anymore, so maybe he believed me.

After breaking the boxes and barrels in the room and taking the contents, he opened the door and I followed him out into the hall. Strangely, he didn't seem to think it was weird that he could find ammo in random boxes.

We reached the ladder and I followed him down, still lost in thought. We headed for the front door of the church, and were stopped by a voice.

"I'll take the girl."

"Who are you?" Leon asked, suspicious.

"If you must know…"

'That is why he asked, dumbass,' I thought to myself. Saddler continued to yammer on, and I had stopped paying attention. I had played this game so many times, I could almost quote every cut scene. I knew I should have been listening, but at that moment, all I could think of was the scene from burningbridges fanfic "Letters from Spain". "Oh my God…" Ashley said, looking up at him. (Saddler) "You're even sexier in person!" I managed to keep from cracking up, but apparently I was grinning, because I saw Leon give me a strange look out of the corner of his eye. I made myself stop smiling and pay attention, before Leon started questioning my sanity.

"…And then send her back."

"That's because you shot something into my neck, you butthead."

"What the hell did you do?" Leon demanded.

"We just planted her a little…gift. Oh, there's going to be one hell of a party when she returns home. But before that, I thought I might bargain with the President for some...donations. Believe it or not, it takes quite a lot of money to keep this church up and running."

"Yeah, well, if you'd stop leaving it all over the place, you wouldn't have that problem," I said, sarcastically.

Both Leon and Saddler stared at me like I'd grown another head. Crud. I hadn't meant to say that out loud.

"Faith in money will lead you nowhere, Saddler." Leon obviously had decided not to say anything about my momentary lack of judgment.

"Oh, I believe I forgot to tell you that we gave you the same gift." Saddler replied, as if I hadn't said anything.

"I was unconscious."

And he was off again. God, Saddler loved to hear himself talk. I was going to interrupt him, when the front doors flung open, and two of Saddler's flunkies came in, each holding a crossbow. Leon grabbed my hand and ran toward the window near the door. The jerks in the doorway shot arrows at us, but they missed. We jumped out the window and landed on the ground outside.

"Are you okay?" Leon asked me.

"That…was…AWESOME!" I exclaimed. Leon gave me an amused glance. "I mean, yeah I'm fine; but what's going to happen to us?"

"Don't worry. We got into this, we can get out of it."

Well, that's the end of Chapter One. Please R&R and let me know how it is. 1wingangel and sheshe21, if there is ANYTHING in this fic that sounds too much like what you guys have written, please let me know and I will change it. Both of your fics are great and I have read them several times, so I will be extra careful not to use anything that you already have.