Chapter Two: Wake Me Up

Piers Nivans

Piers woke up with less pain than he had before. He felt as if he had more control of his limbs and the rest of his body. He sat up without any pain.
"What?" He asked out loud, looking around. He laid in a completely different bed, in a completely different room. Still, it had four walls but they weren't white. They were painted light grey. There were two windows with grey curtains, a single book shelf near the far left corner of the room where only a few books sat. There was a closet and another door, Piers guessed it was the washroom. The floor was wooden; a single rug laid under the bed, something that Piers hadn't really paid any attention to.
The bed was large. It was decorated with black sheets and a grey bed spread. There was a wooden headrest behind him. Finally, he took a long breath and glanced around the room. The curtain was open allowing the sun to illuminate the room and Piers noticed that at the foot of the bed, clothes sat neatly folded along with other things.
He hadn't noticed them at first. Had someone put them in there while he was sleeping? No, he would've woken up and speaking of that, something had woken him up.
Usually, he would've slept in but something woke him up. It was a sound, a reoccurring sound. Every second it would get louder and then it would get softer. It seemed to be some type of instrument coming from down stairs.
Piers, as curious as he was, decided that in a matter of time he'd go and investigate.

Nicholas Abdal-Salam and Isabella Wesker

"More air," Ada started as she sat upright on her sofa. "And press down as much as you can. Don't be afraid, if you hold back you're instrument will sound flat."
"It is a B flat instrument." Nicholas replied as he once again buzzed his lips.
"Yes it is, but trust me…someone who's been playing trumpet since she was seven knows. Again, oh…Isabella sit up straight. It'll help you." Ada turned toward the girl sitting on the couch opposite to her, next to Nicholas. Her hair was a mess of long black curls while her skin color was a focused light brown. Her eyes were a green hazel. She wore a black jumpsuit with a white lab coat covering her.
"Thanks Ada." Isabella replied.
"No problem, now again! One, two, three and_" The sound of three trumpets filled the house early that morning. Both Nicholas and Isabella had come to Ada for help about three weeks before. Because the two were only teens and apparently needed this for some sort of extra credit, Ada accepted and had since been helping them.
After another five minutes of getting through a song with perfect effort, the three put their instruments down and looked ahead.
"Piers... are you going to inject him with some type of virus?" Isabella as usual was thinking out loud. She pulled on her hair.
"No, you see he's already infected. He can conjure a physical mutation with his arm." Nicholas answered for Ada. "Strange, I haven't really checked on him. I hacked into the B.S.A.A. files and it doesn't appear that anyone is looking for him. His data reads "deceased" and "marked for deletion." What do you think about that?"
"They don't know we have him." Ada started as she stretched and then stood on her two feet. "Not like they have to know, right? We're doing a good job so far, just as long as he doesn't lose his temper. Listen, I've got to go…a little side mission."
"Would you like me to come with you?" Isabella stood before Ada. Her movements were very quick.
"It's a side mission, not a legitimate mission. Perhaps, something for my own personal visit. I think I want to pay my old friend a visit. See you two later."
The two watched as Ada grabbed her purse from the rack near the door and exited the house. "It's a surprise Lin didn't bark this time." Nicholas stood next to Isabella. "He drives me nuts."
"Oh, I like him." Isabella smiled. "Let's go check on Piers, I'm really curious to see how he is!"
"You're not gonna like him." Nicholas began to itch his head as he led his friend upstairs with him. As he placed his hand on the doorknob to Piers' room, he could already feel that something was not right. Twisting it and opening it only proved his point.
Everything had happened so fast.
Piers had launched out of the room like a rocket shooting into space. He collided with Nicholas in his full infected form. He was obviously in a rage of anger.
"You've been to the B.S.A.A. Headquarters!" It wasn't a question, it was a statement. "Who the hell do you think you are!?"
Nicholas never got a chance to answer nor did he have a chance to push Nicholas off himself. Isabella had emerged from nowhere and with a single flick of her wrist, she sent Piers flying off of the stair case.
"He's not really nice, is he Nick?" She asked, helping her friend to his feet. "Never mind him then, let me teach him a lesson." In seconds, Isabella jumped off of the stair rail and onto the living room floor. Piers had crashed into the coffee table, his infection was still present.
"Who the hell are you?" He rose from the rubble, wood slipped off of his back.
"I'm a high school student working at this facility for credit and you've just ruined it. We can't have a mad experiment running wild, now can we?"
Piers attempted to attack her again, but she only grabbed his arm, his infected arm. She them balled her toes and planted her feet into the ground. In addition to her right hand grabbing Piers' arm, her left hand soon joined as she spun him three times and then released him into the air. He instantly flew on the top of the staircase, where he was before. It wasn't a matter of time before Isabella was already standing on his torso.
"Get off of me!" He yelled.
"How disrespectful, I can put you to sleep for a while." Isabella balled her fist and struck him firmly across the face. His eyes closed and the infection began to disappear, only a grey arm remained.
She stepped off of him as Nicholas approached.
"Nice one! Now come on, let's clean this up and get this guy on restraints."

Ada Wong

Ada loved Leon and that was a known fact but she couldn't have him waiting for her his whole life. It was selfish on her part, selfish for her to allow him to waste his whole life away for something that couldn't exist.
Ada was a criminal, like an evil character in a fairy tale. Leon, on the other hand was the wonderful knight in shining armor who always came to save the day. As much as Ada loved Leon, she knew that their relationship would be deadly. People would start to suspect things and that would put Leon in danger. That's where she was going now, to see Leon, to rest his conscience.
Thanks to Nicholas and two others she was easily able to gather the information on where he lived. Now, she only hoped that the whole outcome wouldn't end in tears, more specifically her tears.
Ada rang the doorbell, she mentally prepared herself for whatever would happen so upon hearing the lock turn, Ada closed her eyes.
"Ada." The voice was desperate yet weak and this caused Ada to open her eyes and stare straight into Leon's. "What are you doing here?"
"Well, I thought you'd be glad to see me." She pushed all her emotions behind and stared at him with her smirk. "May I come in?"
"No, and I'm not very pleased to see you. This is the worst time for you to be here." Leon replied as he stepped out of the house. His door was still open. "What do you want?"
Ada was suddenly caught off guard by what he had said. He was so demanding, this wasn't the Leon she knew.
"I…just…" Much to her dismay, she was at a loss for words.
"Ada just leave." Leon commanded.
"Leon!" The voice was feminine. Ada instantly heard footsteps making their way down stairs. She looked past Leon and noticed a girl who forced her way under Leon's arm.
"Claire." He said quietly.
"Oh, am I ruining something?" Later, Ada reflected back on that comment and forever believed it was childish, but she wasn't thinking about that now.
"What are you doing here? If it's just to cause Leon more pain, than you can go." Her voice was demanding and Ada didn't know how to respond.
"No, I just wanted to talk to him." Ada breathed steadily. "Leon, I want you to know that_" "That what? That you love me?" He sounded angry. "After all these years of me chasing you, me trying to find you and now you think you can just show up here? Ada, I don't love you anymore. You're not right for me, everyone has told me this and I've figured out that they're more than right."
"Leon…that's not true." It was though, and Ada knew it.
"If you really loved him, you wouldn't have him constantly wait for you. At least I can give him what he wants, I'll be there for him. He can trust that I'll never be running off with some other man_" "Shut up!" Ada balled her fist. "You don't know a thing about me. None of you do."
"Oh yeah," Leon said. "I know you're a selfish bitch who thinks of no one other than herself. Go away Ada, get out of my life. I don't want to see you anymore, I don't love you." He paused for a moment. "And here."
From his pocket, he withdrew a small circular object, her make up case.
"Come on Leon, we don't have time for her."
If the door wasn't shut on her face, she would've retorted. She only stood there with her eyes wide open.

Piers Nivans

He was tied on his bed with some type of wire. In a chair, Nicholas sat with an electric rod in his hand and an ice back to his head in the other.
"I hope you don't try that again." He said to Piers as he crossed his arms. "You don't want to get kicked out. Like I said before, if you return to the B.S.A.A, they'll have you experimented on and tested on! Do you want that?"
"You don't know the B.S.A.A., not at all. They hold high respect for any of their fallen members." Piers replied.
"Oh, do they?" Nicholas was amused.
"Yeah, not like terrorist like you, or that girl." Piers spat back.
"Oh how rude. She has a name you know, Isabella. And if we're terrorist than why would we save you? Wait, don't give us the credit that goes to a woman you probably hate. Does the name Ada Wong ring a bell?"
Piers became silent and a smile made its way to Nick's face.
"Shut up." He said in a low voice.
"It's a hundred percent true! You don't believe me? You'll see her later today when she comes home." Nick yawned. "You can give her all your thanks."
"If she comes anywhere near me, I'll rip that bitch to shreds!" Piers growled.
"You think Isabella is the only one who can fight you off? Ha! I could've if she'd let me! If you even attempt to touch Ada, you'll be restrained in a matter of seconds. You may physically be infected and yes that does give you your outer strength but there are some of us that harness a lot more power than you do. Watch yourself." Nick looked at his watch and rose. "Looks like I'm late for the third bus this time. I'll be sure to tell my professor why I was late. And don't even think of trying to escape." Nick placed both the electric rod and the ice pack down as he stood.
"Untie me." Piers commanded.
"So sad…I don't hear a please." And with that, Nicholas exited the room and slammed the door behind him. With that, Piers replied with a loud yell. He knew that Nicholas heard him, he only chose not to open the door and check.
Who do they think they are? Piers thought. This whole scenario was wrong. He was supposed to die an honorable death. Being captured by his enemies was not an option; he was like a prisoner of war. And it was impossible that his "savior" was Ada. She had died, he saw her dead body but yet this boy had the nerve to say that she rescued him. Perhaps, only time would tell but frankly he didn't want to stick along to discover the truth.
Ada Wong and Ferdinand Echavaria
His scarf flew out of the window as the strong wind gust forced its way into the large opening. In the seat behind him sat a weeping Ada Wong. Her head sat in her gloved hands as her tears flew helplessly out of the plane and into the air.
"It wasn't that bad?" Ferdinand asked, his immediate focus was on the sky before him. Because of the small size of the plane, he wasn't too keen on focusing behind him and in front of him.
"Oh! It was horrible!" Ada wailed weeping, barely audible through the sound of the twisting propeller. "HE WAS ALREADY WITH ANOTHER WOMAN!"
"Oh…" Ferdinand quickly adjusted his goggles. "That's…that's not good."
"First…First it was Albert…I…t…thought he…l...loved me and then, this Muller kid decides to show _ah!" The plane twisted vigorously through the air, a loud laugh came from Ferdinand.
"You don't need him Ada, you don't need any man! Being married, having a husband or a boyfriend just slows a woman like you down. You're like Alessandra you know. Independent and strong!"
The plane was finally steady again as Ferdinand settled down. Ada was to frightened to cry. She now resembled a raccoon with her wind blown hair and her mascara cloaking her eyes.
"You're right!" She said as loud as she possibly could. "I shouldn't let something like that hold me down!"
The plane the two sat in was a small two seat propeller plane. Ferdinand, one of Ada's friends flew her to the Leon's house (not actually to his house, a field near his house) so she could "clear things up". Sadly, that didn't turn out as planned and the two were heading home.
Ferdinand, would usually try everything to make his friend feel better even if they tend to be the strangest things.
"So," Ferdinand said, quickly changing the subject. "Have you even talked to Piers yet. From his files and personal records Nick and I acquired that he was in a relationship with Claire Redfield, though based on what you've told me...it doesn't seem she can wait, Claire. You think it's something we should tell Piers?"
"He can figure that out on his own. But, I plan to have a conversation with him today." Ada's voice became quiet as the plane lowered. "I wonder what he'll do when he sees me, how he'll react."
"They never say thank you," Ferdinand said as the plane touched ground in a plush green field. "Trust me, I learned that the hard way."
"I know you did. We all did." Ada smiled. "I guess that's why God put us with each other."
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Claire Red Field

Upon hearing of the damage done to his body, Claire figured that he was dead. He was infected, that's what Chris had told her. If that was the case, Claire figured that death was his only option. Perhaps it was good that he was dead, after all his missions were getting in the way of their relationship.
Chris urged that the two should never be together, and in the end she knew he was right. Being with Leon patched up some of her scars. Piers, who was never there only made her suffer he was the antagonist of the relationship not her.
Many times her friends like Ashley and Jill would try to comfort her. Jill even expressed that she was going through the same thing with Chris, Ashley didn't agree with Piers' morals. In the end, before he went to his death, Claire and him got into an argument. One that Claire had started. The last thing she told him was that she hated him and she needed someone better. The last thing he told her, was how much she loved her.
If ever Claire wanted to say something back, apologize, she'd lost her chance. She went to Leon instead, the two had loved each other but it hadn't really bloomed until the death of Piers. Claire could obviously care less about Ada Wong and it wasn't incorrect to say that Leon thought the same way.
Yet things didn't seem right. The look Ada wore when Leon and Claire came upon her was the same one Piers wore the very last time he saw Claire.
There was something missing in their relationship, and Claire knew what it was. Leon most likely did as well.

Chris Redfield

"Are you telling me, a seventeen year old boy stole every single file on Piers?" Chris's voice was threatening as he walked angrily behind the computer analysis who attempted to find the lost data.
"He was, very experienced and he wasn't alone! Two girls and one boy went with him. They all seem to be around the same age. While he hacked the system, those three held the security agents off. Even though there were only three of them, we were greatly out matched Sir!" The analysis typed desperately on his computer.
"What do they hope to gain with his information? He is dead...do we even know what organization they're from?" Chris clenched his fist, hoping not to hear a familiar answer.
"Sir, the only thing left when I returned to the computer lab was a wallpaper on my screen. I regret to inform you, that the wall paper was the Umbrella logo. I believe that Umbrella hacked us."
"No! Umbrella is gone, we didn't come near world damnation just to have this organization resurrect itself! I want every single person here looking for evidence! I want to know why the hell they want Piers' files!" Chris bellowed as the analysis hurried to type on their computers.
The breach had occurred a day prior and Chris was notably furious. What angered him the most was the fact that the breach had been made by a claimed seventeen year old Umbrella agent. When the videos were replayed, the boy had joked around with the camera giving his age yet he never allowed his face to be seen while he hacked.
On top of the boys skill he also had allies with him, another thing that angered Chris. What ever they wanted with Piers's files, it couldn't be good. He watched as the analysis played back the recording from the night before and something struck him.
"Go back." He commanded.
It appeared as if a woman, or an agent, stood outside the door. And to Chris's fury, the woman was one of theirs, he recognized her as she opened to door leading to the computer lab.
"It appears that one of our own, helped these four inside the building and then apprehended...Oh my God, that's Helena Harper." Both Chris and the analysis stared at each other in shock before the analysis attempted to pull up Helena's files.
"She's gone! Everything is missing...just like...Piers." He stopped for a while as his finger rested on the mouse. "We need to find her, Piers is alive."

Ada Wong and Piers Nivans

"Even I was surprised that you managed to get yourself tied up like an animal."

Piers looked up instantly towards the woman standing before him. In her hand, she carried a clear injection. "We'll eventually find some way to tame you, sooner or later."

"Who the hell are you?" Piers' voice was threatening but Ada only smiled. "Don't play games with me."

"If you mean the game of life, then I'd love to oblige but I have other things to do." Ada walked over to him and laid a soft hand on his chest. "We could put you to work."

"Get your hands off of me!" And like someone had pushed her away, Ada stepped back. Her eyes still rested on Piers.

"I think a "thank you" is in order." She crossed her arms. "I'm waiting."

Ada's lips curled into a smile and she chuckled lightly.

"Shut the fuck up!" Piers was trying to move through his restraints. "If you think I'm going to sit here and let you release another viral outbreak you've got something coming! You think you can control me?!" Slowly, the restraints started to rip as the infection began to spread.

"Oh," Ada began. "We don't think we can control you, we know you can."

Ada moved across the room faster than Piers had a chance to transform. The injection entered his right arm. With a scream, he forcefully fell back onto the bed and stared at Ada with fire in his eyes.

"What did you do to me?" He asked between pained gasps and Ada only moved near to him.

"I think I can explain everything tomorrow...for now," She bent down and kissed him on his forehead. His eyes reflected shock and rage. "Sleep tight."

Long chapter but so many questions I assume...for instance, Isabella? Or even Helena...we thought she gave up anti-government crimes. Anyway you'll learn this all sooner or later. Preferably next week. Field show...for marching band it's been getting me so nervous and worked up!

Anyway...love y'all review and I don't own what Capcom owns.