Ch.2

"Wow this guy has made it pretty far. Not bad. It looks like he had already taken out everyone on the farm. But there were a few farm animals still here but probably had no reason to get rid of them." I looked around to find a dog leaning against my legs whining. The poor thing must have been beaten or mistreated with his owners. Even wearing a short length dress, I leaned down to try to pet the dog then suddenly his eyes had turned from brown to fierce neon orange. I jumped and the dog mutated into a smaller version of the T-virus. I quickly reloaded my gun and looked away as I shot at the dog. If there was one thing I couldn't stand, it's harming an innocent animal. It fell silent, no whines or groans after. I raced to the old farm house and looked for items I could use. I had found only a Bernstein and a few farming tools. Most of the shelves had already been raided through so I know he was here. I tried to slowly creep out of the window of the upstairs until I had found a letter that read:

"My dear Annabelle, I'm sorry I had to leave so quickly, but Lord Saddler needed me at his side. He said that there is an American agent who is coming to save the girl. I had to make sure she was locked away. She is at the church. And I doubt the agent isn't going to make it out of here alive. I was given a gift by the Lord himself. He had also given you the same thing but I'm sorry I couldn't be there for our son. And I know that once the gift has opened to us we as lovers will be able to be together again. In peace once the whole world is in the Lord's vision. I will try to be a better person once the world is at peace. And we can get married. Well until I next see you my love may the Lord be with you at all times. Love, Michael.

I had just glanced at this once and again my stomach had ached. But I made it outside to find bear traps outside the window. I had safely jumped over the traps. But when I looked at them again they were closed.

"Damn it! I feel like a stupid idiot for jumping over closed bear traps."I groaned to a whisper.

"Ahh…so you're the one who Lord Saddler is waiting for aren't ya?" A young voice came from behind me chuckling.

"And you are?" I look to meet the young man who stood behind me. Tall, white skinned and looked about he was fifteen. His eyes were a cold green hazel. But the color was well blended in with the color of his pale skin. And his short red hair lied across the top of his forehead nicely. He didn't look infected as the rest but I didn't let my guard down.

"My name is Christopher Marker. I was sent by –, "He started.

"You mean Lord Saddler right?" I glared at the boy. I became sick hearing this guy's name with the title "Lord" in front of it. Do they not know what the hell he's doing? If this is anything I bet Umbrella and Saddler are working together.

"How did you know?" He looked at me his green eyes narrowed at the sight of me.

"Kid, I've only been here for awhile and why wouldn't I know the great Lord?" I tried to hide the hatred I already had for Saddler. More or less I tried to act "normal" with a hint of happiness in my .

"Funny, I've never seen you around here before. What's your name? I know everyone one in this village." He bragged on and giving me the expression that he was questioning my ethics. He must have been hoping that I would break under pressure.

"My name is Dulce Hernandez. I just moved here about a month ago. I lived in the woods." I kept it together although the name was sort of out of the blue. But at least it's something that relates to the country.

"Well then, you wouldn't mind coming with me to the church to meet with the Lord himself hmm Dulce?" He had a small smirk across his face waiting for me to make up an excuse to leave.

"Of course for the Lord I will, Christopher, lead the way."I looked at him. I gave him a fake seductive smile. But I highly doubt he knew the difference. Then to go with my smile; my stormy grey eyes had softened as my brunette long hair fell in front of my face lightly falling to the sides of my eyes.

"Of course, follow me. But stay close; the villagers haven't been themselves lately. So if you stay with me and don't wonder off they won't attack you." He had a while smirk across his face grabbed my hand and pulled me toward him, face to face. Then took my hand and led the way out of this farm yard and towards the church.

I asked myself;"If I'm with this guy then how am I going to be able to carry out my mission with this kid not only with Saddler but is at my freaking side?!" the question kept lingering in my mind for the while. All I can do now is keep an eye out for a male agent and the president's pet. Just maybe that idea might not be hard at all. But who knows?

"So Dulce, tell me about yourself." Chris stated. He had tilted his head to the side to meet my soften glaze.

"Well, there is quite a lot about me. So I'll start with the basics. I'm 16, my mother and father both died when I was 7 and I took care of myself since." My voice quick and swift I was able to persuade him this was true.

"Impressive, to say the least and I'm sorry." He quickly had ran his arm down my side, wrapping his disgusting arms around my waist. When I was least expecting things he had grabbed me. My eyes widen and I sharply smacked him across the face, with a slight blush around my face.

"What the hell?!! I've only known you for at least ten minutes and you grab me?! How co-" I stopped yelling as I saw the boy's eyes close and he had clasped to the ground.

"Be careful next time." A mysterious voice came from the trees. I looked down to see the body of the boy whose back had been shot, right to the heart.

"Who are you?!" I screamed to the trees. My eyes were glued to the place where the shot was made from. Hoping I would get some answers soon.

"Why don't you tell me your real name, Dulce." The voice was deep, demanding it almost sounded familiar. The man's voice groaned as I hesitated to answer.

My head was spinning. I knew this voice. It was sharp and deep and soothing. I wanted to answer but I tried to focus on the voice.

"My real name is Kristina Evelyn Redfield. And yours?" My voice calmed and demanding back.

"Whoa! Watch out!!" He yelled and I stared at the rising body. Before I could run Chris, or who Chris was before; grabbed my leg and I fell to the ground next to him. I closed my eyes and the gun was shot. His crimson red blood splattered on me leaving blood on my dress.

"My name is….-"He was cut off. The enemy came closer and bigger in numbers.

As another swarm of the zombies came close, the mysterious man kept shooting them until he had finally said more.

"Catch!" He yelled as the gun was thrown in my direction and I of course caught the gun.

"Thanks." I mumbled as I shot a few myself. Finally when the zombies were gone I heard a "thump" behind me. To say the least I was excited to see this man. I tried to look at him I almost caught a glance at him until he had knocked me unconscious that is.