Chapter 1: Two Unfortunate Souls


"Something's not right..."

Leon S. Kennedy felt it in his gut. He was supposed to have started his job as a police officer a week ago, but he had received a call from the Police Department to stay away for now. He had shrugged it off at first as them not having a place for him yet... But after a full week had passed he was starting to get nervous. Recently news from Racoon City had stopped appearing on TV, and he had hoped it was because the cannibal serial killings had stopped, but something was telling him it was something very different.

The sound of his cell phone ringing startled him. Picking it up, he answered it. "Yeah?"

"Hey... uh, Leon?"

Leon smirked, "Linda, how are you?"

Linda. His girlfriend of about two months. They had met in a bar nearly five months ago.

"Fine, I... uh... I need to talk to you about something..."

Sitting straighter, Leon frowned. "What is it?"

On the other end of the line, he could hear a man's voice. "Babe, come back to bed..."

Leon's eyes widened.

"In a minute," Linda said faintly, probably facing away from the phone. "So... Yeah... I want to break up..."

If Leon's eyes were wide, they were practically bulging now.

"Break... up?"

"Yeah, I just don't think we're right for each other... You're a sweet guy, but... I need someone tougher..."

"Tougher?!" Leon gritted out. "I'm a cop... It's our job to be tough!"

"I know, but... You're not..." With that, the line cut.

Leon continued to grip the phone tightly, his knuckles turning white. "Fuck..." He ended the call and drop the phone on the couch.

Dating for two months and already broken up with... That was a new record for him... Standing up, Leon grabbed his black jacket, grabbed his jeep keys and left his second-floor apartment.

He was going to head to Racoon City and see what the radio silence was about...


"You've got to be kidding me!"

Claire Redfield rolled her eyes at her roommate. She had just been caught trying to sneak out of their dorm at night. "You are NOT heading off ON YOUR OWN in the MIDDLE of the NIGHT to a COMPLETELY DIFFERENT CITY!"

"I'll be fine, Azle, seriously."

Azle Reklaw was like a sister she never had. Both loved motorcycles, had blue eyes and an overprotective attitude. She could almost pass for her twin if it wasn't for her blonde hair, in contrast to Claire's bright red. Another difference between them was Azle was really into racing... She had been a resident of Raccoon City before she left for university. While she lived there, she had been part of the Raccoon Racing Team, she still has the orange and white tracksuit.

"Chris is missing as far as I know, and I need to find him."

"I know you're worried about Chris, and I know Chris taught you self defense, but you never know what could happen. A hot, young college student like you could get in all sorts of trouble."

Claire gave an amused sigh. "Don't worry, I have this." She pulled a small five-round SLS 60 handgun out of her holster.

"Do you really need a gun?" Azle whimpered.

snickering, Claire returned the weapon to its holster. "I thought you were concerned about my safety?"

Azle started. "I do! But... a gun? really?"

"Really." Claire finished, grabbing her favorite red leather jacket, zipping it half way up, partly showing her black tank top underneath. It had been a gift from her brother, Chris... For her high school graduation...

The angel and 'Made in Heaven' quote on the back paralleled the one on Chris's brown one, albeit a little more devilish, 'for your feisty attitude!' her older brother had laughed.

Walking out the door, Azle made one final request. "Just make sure you call me as soon as you get there, okay?"

"I will." Claire said, smiling.

Dark clouds covered the sky as she mounted her red Harley Davidson, another gift from Chris for her 16th birthday. She started the motor and began to head north for Raccoon City...


A/N: There are a few easter eggs in this chapter, see if you can spot them... Some will require vast Resident Evil knowledge...