(Re- titled and revised.)
Title: Free Falling
Author: ShadowSilence
Date: 12/13/02
Chapter: Prologue: Where'd all the Angels Go?
Rating: PG (going to change, soon)
Pairing: Steve/Claire . . . ^^;; Someone and someone. . .two guys. . .
Disclaimer: Nothing belongs to me but Kei. ^^ Kei is mine. XD ^^; I'm going to put some Linkin Park songs in here too, and those do NOT belong to me. NOTHING belongs to me. I own nothing, and have no money in case you were thinking about suing. I have NOTHING!!! ^^;
Summary: Claire and Chris have just made it away from the Antarctica Base, and have flown to a Canadian Airport. . . Where they plan to get a ride home, but Leon is their Pilot . . . Correction, Claire finds out, Leon is there with some news on Wesker and Eclipse, his new company. Kei, S.T.A.R.S. young 18 year old hacker is also with Leon to help him.
Claire believes that Wesker, and this Island called, Freda, has Steve, but is she right? . . . Chris doesn't think so. Chris says, even if they do find Steve, it won't matter. He'd be a tyrant or some other dead monster. Claire refuses to listen to him, and so the foursome sets off. But what danger lurks around in Freda? And just how dangerous is this Eclipse? Especially, considering, they've never heard of it!
Author Notes: ^^ Nothing much here to say. . . But, damn, I look back at how I wrote the interaction between Kei and Leon and it looks like I'm planning to pair them up. . . o.O; I didn't mean to do that. . . My mind did it, and I just noticed. . . Hmm, would it be good to pair 'em up? ^^;; I had originally been thinking of pairing Kei with another original character I'm gonna make up. . . What do you guys think? Kei and Leon, or Kei and someone else? ^^ And who should go with Chris. oooH! ^__^ More to think of! XD Firstly, I'll ask the readers. ^^
Begin FanFic: Free Falling
. . . Begin Prologue: Where'd All The Angels Go? . . .
Claire leaned against a cold stone wall outside the Canadian airport. Her long dark brown hair draped over her shoulders, cascading around her face, and evidently having been unattended to properly. The teenager's typically tan skin was an unhealthy pale color from the cold of the wind. Here in Canada, it was snowing, and the ground was covered with it, making everything seem white and pure. . .
Full lips that were nearly always curved upwards were fixed in a look of dispassion and sorrow. Her dark beautiful blue eyes gazed at the snowflakes, watching as each fell; as each flake drifted to land on the ground before her. . . and her beautiful cobalt eyes were red rimed from hours of over flowing, non-stop tears.
Just the day before yesterday she was in prison, on Rockfort Island, on a plane, even in Steve's arms. . . And just yesterday she was in her brother's arms, in terror running from her use-to-be ally, and in tears over his death. Her brother, Chris, had comforted her as best he could, saying all those over used clichés just for her to cease her tears. . . They stopped; just to make him happy. But after they landed their plane in Canada, and Claire was given her hotel room and time to be alone. . . All those pent-up tears flowed again. Although Chris knew she was crying, even though he couldn't see or hear her, he let her be. She needed to cry.
And Claire did cry. Perhaps, that's why she felt so miserable now? . . . no. It was because Steve wasn't there, where he should be. Claire felt a tear start to drop at the very thought that Steve just -wasn't- anymore, but she roughly wiped it away. She fought zombies, killed tyrants, survived a night of the living dead, survived prison, and almost being blown up. Dammit. . . She was tougher than that.
"Where's Chris? . . ." Claire muttered, switching her mind off of the subject, or any subject which held the name Steve. Chris had said to meet him there, in front of the Canadian Airport at 8am. . . They were getting a new plane and a ride back to California. Besides, the old plane wasn't exactly theirs. . . Kinda suspicious to fly around in a marked Umbrella plane.
Almost on cue to her remark, a just few minutes later, Chris strolled over grinning unusually cheerfully. "Mornin' Claire! Com'on, I got us a ride. . . for free!" Expecting his sister to follow, he started off. . . and as he expected Claire followed, replying with a tired and hushed 'morning.' Not use to such cold weather, Claire wrapped her arms around herself, shivering. . . Three long sleeves shirts, a sweater, couple of thick pants, and a very thick jacket and she was still cold! Sighing in frustration at her uncontrollable, but small, shivers, Claire followed Chris, more than ready to get to some place warm.
Claire looked back at her brother, wondering if he felt the same. . . But it looked like Chris didn't seem to mind the cold, even though his nose was tipped red. Feeling his sister's gaze on him, Chris shot her a worried glance. "Feeling any better?" He asked, as he fell in step beside her.
Claire unconsciously opened her mouth, already starting to 'no', but she stopped herself. Sure, she was miserable, depressed, hungry and cold, but. . . It would only send Chris into his mother hen routine if she gave a sorrowful reply. . . But I do feel a little better. . . Claire quickly decided she did feel better.
"Some. . . ..But I've definitely felt better before." Claire finally replied, forcing a small smile for her brother. . . Just to show she was trying, and that she would live.
Hearing this Chris' smile grew and he nodded, saying, "It'll take time, but you'll start to feel much better soon!" Chris' eyes glanced foreword to realize they were just in front of their plane. . . It was small, privately owned. . . But Claire didn't need to know that or by whom at the moment. . . In a minute she would find out. Chris' grin, if possible, grew larger, and he quickened their pace and beat Claire inside the aircraft, by skipping up the steps.
Claire however, was now very suspicious. She slammed the airplane's door closed behind her, not wanting the cold to get in. . . Her brother was acting so mischievous, and this plane, everything about it was wrong. . . Chris was up to something. He had managed to get this for free. . . "Hey, Claire! You have to meet our flight captain! You'll love him!!! Seriously, love him!!!" Having shouted that, Chris plopped down in one of the royal blue air plane seats next to the window, a huge grin, one that promised mischief, on his face.
"I hope she does."
That voice was. . . on reflex of being surprised by his voice, Claire turned around, hands going to draw a gun that wasn't there. Then when she saw the mysterious speaker, she gasped. . . It was. . . Leon was their pilot. Leon Scott Kennedy. He didn't look bad either . . . he was wearing a rather chest revealing white mucle-shirt with a black leather jacket over, and blue jeans. . .
Instantly smiling at her friend, she stepped over, embracing him in a greeting hug. "Leon! I've missed you!" The cop returned the hug, but she slowly released him, to give him a curious look over. "What are you doing here though? Aren't you still a cop?" Leon nodded, his face become serious as he recalled exactly why he was here.
"Actually, that's why I'm here. That and Chris." The cop smiled as both his and Claire's gaze landed on Chris who was sprawled out in two of the chairs, Chris only grinned and waved at the two.. Leon rolled his eyes, before continuing, "Chris had me him fly over here, when he came to get you. . . But he insisted that it'd only be an extra risk if I came with him to find you, so I flew back to land. . . And kept an eye on the island like Chris had asked. . . . . ."
The brunette trailed off, his aqua hued gaze landing on the floor. . . He didn't exactly know how to break the bad news to them. . . And just when they were beginning to think the danger was over for the time. Maybe, it'd be better and go ahead and get it over with. "Two planes left the vicinity." That got all of their attention. Chris nearly fell off of his two chairs. . . but he quickly managed to scramble to his feet.
"One was yours, but a few moments later after yours departed, another did. . . I don't know exactly where it landed or all the information, we on it, but I'm sure our little hacker does! Key!" Leon's somber expression lifted, and he grinned as he turned towards the cockpit. The teenage girl had already been stunned enough but the young man she met next only stunned her more. . . Damn, she had enough surprises for one day, she didn't need more. . .
Almost as if on cue, a young man opened the door, and sent Leon a glare through his silver rimmed glasses. The teen was wearing what looked like a BDU green shirt and blue jeans, and was unusually skinny. . . He had chin length raven hued hair, but his eyes, they stood out most. . . They were a beautiful bright blue that was in contrast with his black hair, even at the moment, even with his glare, he seemed more cheerful and jovial than angry. . . Though, he did seem a little tired, with bags under his eyes.
"My name is 'Kei', not Key, Leon, for the last frickin tim--. . . Oh." The teen grinned sheepishly, before waving at the two passengers aboard the plane. Casually he walked over to stand next to Leon, before sending a glare at the man, muttering 'you could have told me we had visitors'. He quickly replaced the glare with a cheerful look when his gaze fell on Claire.
"Ah, Madam! Milady, you must be the beautiful and brilliant Claire I have heard so much of!. I am but a hacker named Kei. Pleasure to finally meet you milady." Kei grinned energetically, giving a fake bow, before standing back up. . . The cop only shook his head and rolled his eyes. "Kei, explain to Claire. . . and Chris. . . the situation, we're in. . ."
The teen grinned mischievously, but nodded his understanding to his higher up. Nonchalantly, Kei strolled over and flopped down on the two seats across of Chris, leaning his head back and keeping his gaze on the ceiling. . .
"The Umbrella plane landed on an island about seventy miles from here. It's a small, practically unknown island that only has about three towns, and the rest belongs to Umbrella's rival. . .
The organization's name is Eclipse. We assume that since it belongs to Eclipse that that's why so few people have heard of it. To be honest I don't even think it has a distinct name. Anyway, we believe that the plane landed only about 9 hours ago. I have a printed map showing the exact coordinates of where it landed, and where we have to search." Ending his bored mono-toned explanation, he drew a piece of folded paper from his pants pocket and waved it the air, not moving his gaze or head.
Claire had listened to it all in a daze, not quite believing they had a lead and new exactly where Wesker, as she assumed, was. . . And, Wesker had. . . "Chris, do you think it's Wesker??? Wesker. . . Wesker's got Steve!" With a sudden alert interest and motivation, Claire snatched the map from the other's hand, quickly unfolding it to reveal. . . A map of a tiny island. . . A couples of mountains.. a river or two.and three towns. . . And Eclipse vicinity with a distinct red dot which was labeled unknown plane's landing point.
Strange, this was the first time she had heard of Eclipse, but it must be Wesker's new company. Chris rubbed his palms together nervously, before walking to where he could glance over his sisters shoulder. . .
"Claire. . . Don't get your hopes up. You should believe your own eyes, and you saw him die, as tragic as it is. . ." The girl's elder brother said, really not wanting to see his sister get her hopes and dreams blown up again. "Besides. He was injected with the Alexia-virus; Steve would be a monster if we did find him, not human. . ."
Realizing his words were on the edge of making Claire cry, he quickly added, "But, there is always that chance. Didn't Wesker say something about Steve coming back to see you, like he did?" Chris gave her a sheepish smile, when he noticed that did help some.
From his position near the cockpit door, Leon had watched this all amusedly, curious as to whom Steve was, but smart enough not to ask, once he heard Steve was dead. . . Hmm, something to ask Chris about. . . Slowly, Kei sat up, grabbing the map from Claire.
Almost in a sleep-deprived daze, Kei walked towards the cockpit door, but froze in front of it. Moving his right foot behind his left he did an about face, and grinned looking straight at Leon. "Yo, com'on, we goin' yet, Leo?" Kei asked, becoming more animated as he stretched his weary limbs and yawned out of his missing of sleep for the last day and some. At first, Leon had lifted a brow in confusion, but quickly covered it up.
"Hold on, Kei!! . . . Hey, guys, are we gonna go to this place, or just call it quits for the time being, and take a break???" Leon asked, smiling a little, as he folded his arms over his chest. He sorta actually hoped they would go ahead and go to this island. . . Freda, he believed it was called. . . Whatever, just get it over with and have times with old friends.
Claire and Chris, both glanced at each other in question. . . It would be nice to have a vacation, Chris thought, wondering why his sister was so dead set on finding this Steve. It's not like she had actually knew him long. . . "We're going." Claire stated, going to seat next to the window again, ignoring everyone else. She was going, whether it was with or without them and their approval.
The one time raccoon city cop, grinned at Claire's 'I've-made-my-decision- dare-you-question-it?' attitude. "Great, we'll go ahead and leave!" Kei exclaimed bouncing towards the cockpit, but a tight hand caught his arm before he could reach the door. The teen's good mood spoiled, he sent a glare to the hand's owner: Leon. "Yeah?"
Leon's steely blue eyes flickered an unusually soft hue and he smiled, releasing Kei's arm. "You piloted us here, you've kept an eye on Rockfort and the Military Base,, you've hacked everything, and you've yet to sleep. . . Stay back here and get some sleep, I can handle flying a plane." Leon dismissed his little hacker with a wink as he opened and closed the cockpit door in Kei's face, disappearing behind it's doors. Kei blinked for a minute, before smiling, and heading to the seat behind Claire, where he copied Chris and sprawled out.
Chris however was less calm, he was seating across from Claire, but he was turned towards her glaring. "You could've asked me. . . I don't see why you're going through all this just for some guy you barely knew! Who is dead!"
That earned a very cold glare from Claire, and a whistle from Kei. "That was cold, Chris!" Kei informed him, trying to break up the sibling war he saw coming. "Barely knew?. Hmm? Oh, he was just a guy who saved my life, all those times you weren't there to save me!!! A guy who did so much for me, the only human for miles! A human who had, at one point, given up hope on making it out, so he decided to sacrifice his life so at least I could get out! A very handsome, sweet guy that told me he loved me when he was dying in my arms, a guy who without I would have been dead!. A guy I -I."
Tears shining in her eyes, Claire let the sentence hang in the air. Not meaning to have almost said what she had been thinking. . . Or to have revealed so much to her ignorant brother, only enough to prove her point. Making a point to ignore anything that came from her brother, Claire leaned against the window and seat, sighing heavily. . . "Just leave it be."
She whispered, as the first tear slid down her cheek, but she knew it was hidden. Which she thought was a very good thing, she hated people to see her cry. . . It made her feel so weak.
Chris felt a pang of remorse and guilt at her words, and he quickly retreated, knowing he had been wrong for what he had said. . . But he didn't believe this Steve guy did as much as she claimed. Probably just Hero worship or something or the sort.
From the seat behind the two pouting siblings, Kei frowned, shaking his head. "Ch', siblings can be so unreasonable." That muttered he lay his head down, trying his best to sleep. Mere seconds later the plane roared and quickly lifted into the air, heading towards their next destination.
Eclipse.
. . . End Prologue: Where'd All The Angels Go?. . .
Author: ShadowSilence
Date: 12/13/02
Chapter: Prologue: Where'd all the Angels Go?
Rating: PG (going to change, soon)
Pairing: Steve/Claire . . . ^^;; Someone and someone. . .two guys. . .
Disclaimer: Nothing belongs to me but Kei. ^^ Kei is mine. XD ^^; I'm going to put some Linkin Park songs in here too, and those do NOT belong to me. NOTHING belongs to me. I own nothing, and have no money in case you were thinking about suing. I have NOTHING!!! ^^;
Summary: Claire and Chris have just made it away from the Antarctica Base, and have flown to a Canadian Airport. . . Where they plan to get a ride home, but Leon is their Pilot . . . Correction, Claire finds out, Leon is there with some news on Wesker and Eclipse, his new company. Kei, S.T.A.R.S. young 18 year old hacker is also with Leon to help him.
Claire believes that Wesker, and this Island called, Freda, has Steve, but is she right? . . . Chris doesn't think so. Chris says, even if they do find Steve, it won't matter. He'd be a tyrant or some other dead monster. Claire refuses to listen to him, and so the foursome sets off. But what danger lurks around in Freda? And just how dangerous is this Eclipse? Especially, considering, they've never heard of it!
Author Notes: ^^ Nothing much here to say. . . But, damn, I look back at how I wrote the interaction between Kei and Leon and it looks like I'm planning to pair them up. . . o.O; I didn't mean to do that. . . My mind did it, and I just noticed. . . Hmm, would it be good to pair 'em up? ^^;; I had originally been thinking of pairing Kei with another original character I'm gonna make up. . . What do you guys think? Kei and Leon, or Kei and someone else? ^^ And who should go with Chris. oooH! ^__^ More to think of! XD Firstly, I'll ask the readers. ^^
Begin FanFic: Free Falling
. . . Begin Prologue: Where'd All The Angels Go? . . .
Claire leaned against a cold stone wall outside the Canadian airport. Her long dark brown hair draped over her shoulders, cascading around her face, and evidently having been unattended to properly. The teenager's typically tan skin was an unhealthy pale color from the cold of the wind. Here in Canada, it was snowing, and the ground was covered with it, making everything seem white and pure. . .
Full lips that were nearly always curved upwards were fixed in a look of dispassion and sorrow. Her dark beautiful blue eyes gazed at the snowflakes, watching as each fell; as each flake drifted to land on the ground before her. . . and her beautiful cobalt eyes were red rimed from hours of over flowing, non-stop tears.
Just the day before yesterday she was in prison, on Rockfort Island, on a plane, even in Steve's arms. . . And just yesterday she was in her brother's arms, in terror running from her use-to-be ally, and in tears over his death. Her brother, Chris, had comforted her as best he could, saying all those over used clichés just for her to cease her tears. . . They stopped; just to make him happy. But after they landed their plane in Canada, and Claire was given her hotel room and time to be alone. . . All those pent-up tears flowed again. Although Chris knew she was crying, even though he couldn't see or hear her, he let her be. She needed to cry.
And Claire did cry. Perhaps, that's why she felt so miserable now? . . . no. It was because Steve wasn't there, where he should be. Claire felt a tear start to drop at the very thought that Steve just -wasn't- anymore, but she roughly wiped it away. She fought zombies, killed tyrants, survived a night of the living dead, survived prison, and almost being blown up. Dammit. . . She was tougher than that.
"Where's Chris? . . ." Claire muttered, switching her mind off of the subject, or any subject which held the name Steve. Chris had said to meet him there, in front of the Canadian Airport at 8am. . . They were getting a new plane and a ride back to California. Besides, the old plane wasn't exactly theirs. . . Kinda suspicious to fly around in a marked Umbrella plane.
Almost on cue to her remark, a just few minutes later, Chris strolled over grinning unusually cheerfully. "Mornin' Claire! Com'on, I got us a ride. . . for free!" Expecting his sister to follow, he started off. . . and as he expected Claire followed, replying with a tired and hushed 'morning.' Not use to such cold weather, Claire wrapped her arms around herself, shivering. . . Three long sleeves shirts, a sweater, couple of thick pants, and a very thick jacket and she was still cold! Sighing in frustration at her uncontrollable, but small, shivers, Claire followed Chris, more than ready to get to some place warm.
Claire looked back at her brother, wondering if he felt the same. . . But it looked like Chris didn't seem to mind the cold, even though his nose was tipped red. Feeling his sister's gaze on him, Chris shot her a worried glance. "Feeling any better?" He asked, as he fell in step beside her.
Claire unconsciously opened her mouth, already starting to 'no', but she stopped herself. Sure, she was miserable, depressed, hungry and cold, but. . . It would only send Chris into his mother hen routine if she gave a sorrowful reply. . . But I do feel a little better. . . Claire quickly decided she did feel better.
"Some. . . ..But I've definitely felt better before." Claire finally replied, forcing a small smile for her brother. . . Just to show she was trying, and that she would live.
Hearing this Chris' smile grew and he nodded, saying, "It'll take time, but you'll start to feel much better soon!" Chris' eyes glanced foreword to realize they were just in front of their plane. . . It was small, privately owned. . . But Claire didn't need to know that or by whom at the moment. . . In a minute she would find out. Chris' grin, if possible, grew larger, and he quickened their pace and beat Claire inside the aircraft, by skipping up the steps.
Claire however, was now very suspicious. She slammed the airplane's door closed behind her, not wanting the cold to get in. . . Her brother was acting so mischievous, and this plane, everything about it was wrong. . . Chris was up to something. He had managed to get this for free. . . "Hey, Claire! You have to meet our flight captain! You'll love him!!! Seriously, love him!!!" Having shouted that, Chris plopped down in one of the royal blue air plane seats next to the window, a huge grin, one that promised mischief, on his face.
"I hope she does."
That voice was. . . on reflex of being surprised by his voice, Claire turned around, hands going to draw a gun that wasn't there. Then when she saw the mysterious speaker, she gasped. . . It was. . . Leon was their pilot. Leon Scott Kennedy. He didn't look bad either . . . he was wearing a rather chest revealing white mucle-shirt with a black leather jacket over, and blue jeans. . .
Instantly smiling at her friend, she stepped over, embracing him in a greeting hug. "Leon! I've missed you!" The cop returned the hug, but she slowly released him, to give him a curious look over. "What are you doing here though? Aren't you still a cop?" Leon nodded, his face become serious as he recalled exactly why he was here.
"Actually, that's why I'm here. That and Chris." The cop smiled as both his and Claire's gaze landed on Chris who was sprawled out in two of the chairs, Chris only grinned and waved at the two.. Leon rolled his eyes, before continuing, "Chris had me him fly over here, when he came to get you. . . But he insisted that it'd only be an extra risk if I came with him to find you, so I flew back to land. . . And kept an eye on the island like Chris had asked. . . . . ."
The brunette trailed off, his aqua hued gaze landing on the floor. . . He didn't exactly know how to break the bad news to them. . . And just when they were beginning to think the danger was over for the time. Maybe, it'd be better and go ahead and get it over with. "Two planes left the vicinity." That got all of their attention. Chris nearly fell off of his two chairs. . . but he quickly managed to scramble to his feet.
"One was yours, but a few moments later after yours departed, another did. . . I don't know exactly where it landed or all the information, we on it, but I'm sure our little hacker does! Key!" Leon's somber expression lifted, and he grinned as he turned towards the cockpit. The teenage girl had already been stunned enough but the young man she met next only stunned her more. . . Damn, she had enough surprises for one day, she didn't need more. . .
Almost as if on cue, a young man opened the door, and sent Leon a glare through his silver rimmed glasses. The teen was wearing what looked like a BDU green shirt and blue jeans, and was unusually skinny. . . He had chin length raven hued hair, but his eyes, they stood out most. . . They were a beautiful bright blue that was in contrast with his black hair, even at the moment, even with his glare, he seemed more cheerful and jovial than angry. . . Though, he did seem a little tired, with bags under his eyes.
"My name is 'Kei', not Key, Leon, for the last frickin tim--. . . Oh." The teen grinned sheepishly, before waving at the two passengers aboard the plane. Casually he walked over to stand next to Leon, before sending a glare at the man, muttering 'you could have told me we had visitors'. He quickly replaced the glare with a cheerful look when his gaze fell on Claire.
"Ah, Madam! Milady, you must be the beautiful and brilliant Claire I have heard so much of!. I am but a hacker named Kei. Pleasure to finally meet you milady." Kei grinned energetically, giving a fake bow, before standing back up. . . The cop only shook his head and rolled his eyes. "Kei, explain to Claire. . . and Chris. . . the situation, we're in. . ."
The teen grinned mischievously, but nodded his understanding to his higher up. Nonchalantly, Kei strolled over and flopped down on the two seats across of Chris, leaning his head back and keeping his gaze on the ceiling. . .
"The Umbrella plane landed on an island about seventy miles from here. It's a small, practically unknown island that only has about three towns, and the rest belongs to Umbrella's rival. . .
The organization's name is Eclipse. We assume that since it belongs to Eclipse that that's why so few people have heard of it. To be honest I don't even think it has a distinct name. Anyway, we believe that the plane landed only about 9 hours ago. I have a printed map showing the exact coordinates of where it landed, and where we have to search." Ending his bored mono-toned explanation, he drew a piece of folded paper from his pants pocket and waved it the air, not moving his gaze or head.
Claire had listened to it all in a daze, not quite believing they had a lead and new exactly where Wesker, as she assumed, was. . . And, Wesker had. . . "Chris, do you think it's Wesker??? Wesker. . . Wesker's got Steve!" With a sudden alert interest and motivation, Claire snatched the map from the other's hand, quickly unfolding it to reveal. . . A map of a tiny island. . . A couples of mountains.. a river or two.and three towns. . . And Eclipse vicinity with a distinct red dot which was labeled unknown plane's landing point.
Strange, this was the first time she had heard of Eclipse, but it must be Wesker's new company. Chris rubbed his palms together nervously, before walking to where he could glance over his sisters shoulder. . .
"Claire. . . Don't get your hopes up. You should believe your own eyes, and you saw him die, as tragic as it is. . ." The girl's elder brother said, really not wanting to see his sister get her hopes and dreams blown up again. "Besides. He was injected with the Alexia-virus; Steve would be a monster if we did find him, not human. . ."
Realizing his words were on the edge of making Claire cry, he quickly added, "But, there is always that chance. Didn't Wesker say something about Steve coming back to see you, like he did?" Chris gave her a sheepish smile, when he noticed that did help some.
From his position near the cockpit door, Leon had watched this all amusedly, curious as to whom Steve was, but smart enough not to ask, once he heard Steve was dead. . . Hmm, something to ask Chris about. . . Slowly, Kei sat up, grabbing the map from Claire.
Almost in a sleep-deprived daze, Kei walked towards the cockpit door, but froze in front of it. Moving his right foot behind his left he did an about face, and grinned looking straight at Leon. "Yo, com'on, we goin' yet, Leo?" Kei asked, becoming more animated as he stretched his weary limbs and yawned out of his missing of sleep for the last day and some. At first, Leon had lifted a brow in confusion, but quickly covered it up.
"Hold on, Kei!! . . . Hey, guys, are we gonna go to this place, or just call it quits for the time being, and take a break???" Leon asked, smiling a little, as he folded his arms over his chest. He sorta actually hoped they would go ahead and go to this island. . . Freda, he believed it was called. . . Whatever, just get it over with and have times with old friends.
Claire and Chris, both glanced at each other in question. . . It would be nice to have a vacation, Chris thought, wondering why his sister was so dead set on finding this Steve. It's not like she had actually knew him long. . . "We're going." Claire stated, going to seat next to the window again, ignoring everyone else. She was going, whether it was with or without them and their approval.
The one time raccoon city cop, grinned at Claire's 'I've-made-my-decision- dare-you-question-it?' attitude. "Great, we'll go ahead and leave!" Kei exclaimed bouncing towards the cockpit, but a tight hand caught his arm before he could reach the door. The teen's good mood spoiled, he sent a glare to the hand's owner: Leon. "Yeah?"
Leon's steely blue eyes flickered an unusually soft hue and he smiled, releasing Kei's arm. "You piloted us here, you've kept an eye on Rockfort and the Military Base,, you've hacked everything, and you've yet to sleep. . . Stay back here and get some sleep, I can handle flying a plane." Leon dismissed his little hacker with a wink as he opened and closed the cockpit door in Kei's face, disappearing behind it's doors. Kei blinked for a minute, before smiling, and heading to the seat behind Claire, where he copied Chris and sprawled out.
Chris however was less calm, he was seating across from Claire, but he was turned towards her glaring. "You could've asked me. . . I don't see why you're going through all this just for some guy you barely knew! Who is dead!"
That earned a very cold glare from Claire, and a whistle from Kei. "That was cold, Chris!" Kei informed him, trying to break up the sibling war he saw coming. "Barely knew?. Hmm? Oh, he was just a guy who saved my life, all those times you weren't there to save me!!! A guy who did so much for me, the only human for miles! A human who had, at one point, given up hope on making it out, so he decided to sacrifice his life so at least I could get out! A very handsome, sweet guy that told me he loved me when he was dying in my arms, a guy who without I would have been dead!. A guy I -I."
Tears shining in her eyes, Claire let the sentence hang in the air. Not meaning to have almost said what she had been thinking. . . Or to have revealed so much to her ignorant brother, only enough to prove her point. Making a point to ignore anything that came from her brother, Claire leaned against the window and seat, sighing heavily. . . "Just leave it be."
She whispered, as the first tear slid down her cheek, but she knew it was hidden. Which she thought was a very good thing, she hated people to see her cry. . . It made her feel so weak.
Chris felt a pang of remorse and guilt at her words, and he quickly retreated, knowing he had been wrong for what he had said. . . But he didn't believe this Steve guy did as much as she claimed. Probably just Hero worship or something or the sort.
From the seat behind the two pouting siblings, Kei frowned, shaking his head. "Ch', siblings can be so unreasonable." That muttered he lay his head down, trying his best to sleep. Mere seconds later the plane roared and quickly lifted into the air, heading towards their next destination.
Eclipse.
. . . End Prologue: Where'd All The Angels Go?. . .