Author Note:- I haven't updated this because of my Pokémon FanFic, but I have decided this is the new one I am spending all my time on. I am going to introduce characters from the Resident Evil and Kingdom Hearts universe. Some parts may be the same as some games, but isn't that the point in these Fanfics? Also, as per usual I urge people to review, tell me what I am good at, what I am bad at and stuff you'll want to see in later chapters. *hugs to all readers*
Roxas stood beside his mother as they anxiously awaited the scientist to bring the results of his blood. As the minutes ticked by he began pacing the living room while his mom gave out cups of tea to Jill and Chris, the agents sent to retrieve Roxas. He ran his hand through his golden blonde hair. About an hour passed as they continued to wait for his results. Suddenly a short man wearing a white coat, slowly thinning black long hair. He moved his glasses up to the bridge of his nose. His dark green eyes moved slowly to the clipboard he was looking at.
"It seems the child has no trace of the virus, the abilities were passed down from his parent," remarked the scientist, his voice dark and mysterious. He walked over to Roxas, who stood looking stern like an exact replica of Cloud. He looked straight into Roxas' eyes. Roxas looked back into the scientists eyes, but Chris came over and placed a hand on Roxas' shoulder.
"I guess we're only looking for your father now," smirked Chris.
"I'm coming with you then."
"I am too," growled Claire. The group began packing clothes and weapons into a backpack for their new journey. They all bundled into the black SUV and Chris put the red and blue lights on to signify an emergency. The zoomed past police cars and Guards of Eden. Roxas sat in the back of the SUV, loading his moms' guns. He wrapped a holster around his shorts.
"Roxas, I knew I shouldn't have trained you do be able to do this," commented his mom.
"Come on, you even taught me to become a brilliant marksman, I miss 1% of my shots," replied Roxas, a grin on his face. Chris's face grew into a small smirk as he heard Roxas's last statement.
"Roxy, when we get to HQ we'll let these lovely ladies unpack and we'll go for a marksman competition, how does that sound?" asked Chris.
"I'd rather be a gentleman and help the ladies first, and my name is Roxas," snapped the youth.
"Chris, we'll give the kid some time to get used to the new surroundings and introduce him to Namine," interrupted Jill, her voice dark, but cheery.
"Mom, weren't you going to call a girl Namine?" asked Roxas, quite curious.
"Claire… you didn't tell him?" asked Jill. The pink haired female looked out of the window, ignoring all the questions.
About two hours later the SUV pulled into a large building, driving into the underground parking lot. There wasn't much light when Chris turned off the headlights of the SUV. Roxas had a Glock holstered on his left leg while Claire had a pair of Uzi's at her sides. The pair followed Jill and Chris to an elevator that only went up to the control room. The group walked up to a computer where a blonde haired girl was sitting. She turned to look up and saw Roxas and she spun around to look at the computer screen.
"Namine, turn around," ordered Chris. The girl spun her chair around really slowly, her aqua eyes staring at the floor. "Namine, look at us." Her eyes rose to Roxas.
"Hey, lil' brother," said Namine, her voice sweet and angelic, smiling awkwardly.
"How old are you?" asked Roxas, his face showing no emotions. Claire stood beside Roxas, her hand on his shoulder, smiling at Namine, her daughter.
"I'm 17, but I don't have the abilities you do, instead I got something much more, I have Psychokinesis," smiled the girl, feeling less awkward. She focused on Roxas's gun and it began lifting up.
"Namine, enough!" ordered Chris.
"Excuse me, don't speak to my daughter like that!" yelled Claire, anger in her voice. Chris nodded as Namine stood up. Her white lace dress falling over her thighs and her feet slipping into the white sandals on the floor. She was a few inches taller than Roxas but he didn't care much. He stared into her eyes as his own eyes slowly became a crimson red. He dashed right up to her face. Guards around the boy aimed their sub-machine guns at him. He laughed rather loudly and sped around the room, knocking the guards unconscious. Chris brought out his heavily modified Beretta and aimed at Roxas. An explosion from above caused everyone to stop and look up. A figure in a dark cloak swept around the room, punching and kicking guards which Roxas had missed. The new figure was wearing a weird looking mask with an enlongated nose, hiding the rest of the face. Roxas laughed as he dashed towards the new figure and began a flurry of punches and kicks. The new figure laughed as it blocked every attack with the same speed as Roxas. The figure pushed its palm against Roxas' chest throwing him against a wall and winding him. A bullet ejected from Chris's gun and struck the mask, throwing it off. Chris got a wave of nostalgia over him as he remembered his events from Africa a few years back. The cloaked figure stood still and brought its hands over the hood, bringing it down, showing its face. A blonde haired man stood there, his hair gelled back. A grin emerged from his face as he ripped the cloak off, showing his black combats and a long black trenchcoat.
"WESKER!" yelled Chris and Jill firing shots at the man. He dodged every bullet and during the dodging he put on a plain pair of black shades. He stood at the other end of the room, laughing. His voice was deep, dark and full of anger and evil.
"Isn't this one big family reunion?" asked Wesker as another figure fell from the ceiling. Not bothering to cover him to hide his identity the new figure, which was a man, stood up straight. His familiar spiky blonde hair shocking Claire.
"Cloud!" cried Claire, running over to him. Cloud grappled Claires' top and threw her against the wall beside Roxas, whose eyes were now glowing a much darker red than Weskers. He leapt right towards Cloud and Wesker. He landed in front of the pair who began to assault him with punches. Roxas was able to dodge or block about 70% of the attacks. Namine used her psycokinesis to stop Wesker and throw him against the giant computer screen on the wall of the room. Roxas uppercutted his dad, throwing him back.
"Father!" yelled Cloud to Wesker.
"What!" questioned Roxas, panting from the battle.
"Cloud, my child, come. It is time we get out of here," replied Wesker, throwing a card towards Roxas, who expertly caught it. Wesker and Cloud leapt away leaving the rest of them confused. Chris has helped Claire onto her feet as she looked up to the roof. Roxas looked at the car and only two words were on it:- Neo-Midgar.