A/N: It seems that though I didn't get many reviews, I checked my alerts to find out that my story was added to a few people's favorites. I honestly didn't expect any feedback from the first chapter of my first story. Well anyways, thanks to everyone who read the first chapter and added it to their favorites. I'll try not to let you guys down.
"Who in the rainbow can draw the line where the violet tint ends and the orange tint begins? Distinctly we see the difference of the colors, but where exactly does the one first blendingly enter into the other? So with sanity and insanity."-Herman Melville
Leon ran. He had been running for 15 minutes now. In the back of his mind he was still hoping that this was some sort of childish prank. But he knew better than that, and it was only a matter of time before something happened. He had to get someone to help him.
He could see the apartment building where this person lived now. He got inside and ran up the steps as fast as he could, almost bumping in to a few other residents of the building. He got to the door he was looking for, Apartment 23A, and knocked on the door. As he was waiting, he started to look around.
The building was better maintained than the one he lived in. The hallways had a nice beige paint on them, with what looked like a sort of cream colored carpet. It was nothing special, but you could tell that the staff took their time in maintaining the place.
The door to the apartment opened, revealing Chris Redfield to Leon. Chris was on temporary leave from the BSAA in D.C. and was staying here for the time being. Leon had come to know Chris after he had learned that Chris had a similar experience to Leon in Africa. They had become pretty good friends because of their situations.
"Are you alright Leon? You look a bit…winded," Chris stated the obvious, once again, like he was known to do. Leon let himself in after he had caught his breath, and immediately told Chris everything. About the dreams that stopped three years ago, the flashbacks, and the phone call he had received this morning.
Chris listened with unwavering attentiveness, only moving once or twice to get a more comfortable position on the seat he occupied. After Leon was done, Chris sat there, apparently deep in thought. After a few minutes, he looked at Leon and asked, "So what are you implying? That someone is going to unleash the parasites here?"
Leon honestly didn't know what to make of the phone call. He just had some sort of hunch that something bad was going to happen. It seemed like he had millions of thoughts going through his head, so all he could say to Chris was, "Something like that I suppose."
Chris gave him a questioning look, and sighed. "Look Leon," He said, "We can't just assume that someone's going to unleash something on the citizens here. It was just a phone call, nothing more. And if you're going to freak out about it, that's your problem. Don't drag me in to it."
Leon stared at him, shocked. He felt betrayed that his friend would be so bold as to say something like that. He started to talk, not hiding his distain over what Chris said. "He addressed me by my name. He said I should have finished what I started Chris. I don't know what else he could have been talking about. But don't go talking to me like I've gone fucking crazy, ok? I know what it means, and just because you don't believe me doesn't go and give you a right to be a jackass."
With that Leon got up and went to leave. Before he got to the door however, Chris spoke up. "Fine, Leon. I'll help you. But even if you're sure you right, I still want you to make sure you're not over reacting. Can you do that?"
Leon stood there for a moment, contemplating what Chris had just said. "Fine," he replied. "I'll make sure." 'Even though I know for sure what's going on,' He had wanted to add, but kept to himself. He left it at that, and left the apartment. He needed to go clear his head.
Leon was back outside now, the summer day finally starting to heat up. He decided a small walk around town would be best for him. He was already having a stressful day, and he had to calm himself down somehow. With that, he set off in no particular direction. Just going wherever his feet carried him.
The town was a pretty decent place to live in. There was usually a constant bustle of traffic and people trying to get to wherever they needed to be. Restaurants and stores lined most of the streets. There was a park not too far from where Leon lived. During the summer it was pretty busy with parties. But it also attracted the person wanting to leisure in the shade.
Leon went to this park, and sat down on one of the benches in the shade. He had a lot of thinking to do, and this seemed like the best place to do it right now. He had just gotten relaxed when his phone started to ring. Thinking it was Chris, he pulled out the phone. He discovered that it was "restricted" again.
Leon answered the phone. "What do you want?"
"I see that you decided to go and chat with your friend Chris. How is Mr. Redfield these days anyways?" the caller asked.
Leon was floored. How did the caller know that he had visited Chris? Was he watching him? Or worse, did he have other people watching him? Leon was determined to find out.
"How the hell do you know I was with Chris?"
"Now now, Leon, I'll be asking the questions," was the callers reply.
"No. Now how the fuck do you know I went to visit him?"
"Leon. Don't worry about it. I know more about you than you think. But we'll get to that later. Right now I just thought it would be wise to call you and tell you that it will be happening soon."
Leon was puzzled now. "What'll be happening soon."
"Oh, you know, that thing you forgot to finish up five years ago. Take care now."
*click*
"WAIT…damn."
Five years ago. That did it. Leon knew what the caller was talking about now. He was panicking now. He had to get back to Chris's apartment before things started happening. He didn't want to have to do this alone. In fact, he probably couldn't do this alone.
Leon was on his way to Chris's apartment now. And as he exited the park, he hear an explosion.