Nothing Like The Rest
Piers Nivans
"Wake up, it's nearly ten." The voice was female, very soft and sweet. It woke Piers up as his eyes followed her while she opened the curtains. "Sorry, I know the sun hurts your eyes but we can't have you locked up in a dark room. Now, you see that door over there." Ada placed her hands on her hips and gave him a less than pleased look. "That's the bathroom, everything you need is already in there. I'd suggest you get up and get clean already, you stink. And plus, we have a lot to do today."
For the first time, Piers sat up and stared at her. "Why do I have to listen to you?" His voice as tired and lazy. Ada, in her night gown and night robe quickly walked over to the man, yanked him by his arm and caused him to fall on the floor.
"Get up." Ada ordered. "And go clean yourself up! We won't have a disgusting man living in this house."
"No need to get the attitude." Piers stood and stared at Ada.
"What?" Ada snapped as she pointed. "Go clean yourself up!"
Without another word, Piers stumbled into the bathroom and slammed the door behind him. An audible yell of rage was heard from Ada. A smile crept its way to his face as he looked in the bathroom.
On the sink sat a new pair of clothes, the shower before him was white with black curtains. Taking his clothes off, he quickly stepped inside and turned on the hot water.
Ada Wong
"He's so rude." Ada snapped as she walked around the kitchen with her arms crossed. "Like a child!"
"Well," Isabella began as she pulled something out of the oven. "He's in a different environment, he's frightened. Dad told me, that when things like this happen people act strange and scared."
"Your dad was an experiment of the Wesker project, and he eliminated every single scientist that experimented on him."
"Nope, he didn't kill Spencer." Isabella placed what looked like a loaf of bread on a plate. "That was Albert Wesker's fault."
"You mean your late uncle_" Ada looked upwards nervously as she heard an angered yell. Isabella stood up.
"I guess you didn't tell him that the water switches temperatures...Must be really hot."
"He deserves it." Ada rose and began to walk. "I'm going to make him some breakfast. He better be thankful."
Helena Harper
Yes, she'd promised herself that she would try to turn a new leaf. Things were different. He sister, was alive! It was Ada who was responsible for it and Helena felt obliged to help her. Stealing Piers's files didn't seem so severe, but as she predicted the B.S.A.A was on her tail, just like they were on Ada's. Or was it Carla? Nevertheless, they both had Chris Redfield after them and in the past that hadn't served well.
That day, Helena's main focus was getting away. She sped away in her car far away from the B.S.A.A., far away from everyone. Deborah was at home waiting for her, Helena didn't want to keep her sister waiting.
Leon Scott Kennedy
"That's a lie." Leon's throat was dry as he tried to dig for words. "She wouldn't do that."
"You don't believe me? Look at the footage yourself. She wasn't alone, she was working with someone else and we think we know who they are." The atmosphere in the small camera room suddenly changed as both Leon, Chris and Claire looked at each other.
"It's Ada," Claire began. "She's trying to start everything over. She came to Leon to try to get him to love her again. It didn't work though, I'm glad. She would've toyed with him."
Leon wanted Claire to stay away from that type of accusation, but it wasn't like he could say a word. He knew Claire's true feeling towards Ada. The two loathed each other, they both fought for Leon's love and in the end, Claire got it. So why was she going to try to torment Ada in further? All in all, Leon felt guilty. He couldn't wait for Ada like she would've him, he forgot about her, completely abandoned her and now he'd have to kill her.
"We can bring her in for questioning, we need to find her." Chris' voice was stern and straight forward. He was tired of this cat and mouse chase.
"We need to kill her on spot! We need to sent the whole B.S.A.A out looking for her before she creates another viral outbreak Chris. If she has Piers' files, then think of what she'll do to him! We need to find her, find her group and kill them all before they kill us first." Claire bellowed.
"I don't think Ada would want to kill," Leon paused for a while. "on purpose." Claire looked at him with fire in her eyes as if he had betrayed her. Chris noticed the sudden tension between the two of them and sighed.
"We can search for her, and bring her in for questioning. If she becomes hostile, then we can terminate her. Is that fine with you, Leon?"
Surprised that he was being addressed, Leon stared at Chris is confusion. "Yes." He mumbled. "That's fine."
Ada Wong
"I've never made a bacon twist before. I think I did alright for my first time!" Ada was excited as both Isabella and Nicholas nibbled on their bacon twists pastries. Both wore their full school uniforms, blazing hot ties and blazers included.
"I like them!" Isabella said as she slumped her back pack of her shoulder. "Though, you should add something sweet next time."
"They're fine to me." Nicholas replied. "Are you going to give one to Piers?"
"If he comes down stairs. He's been in that room since this morning. He hasn't done anything but take a shower. I'll go up there in a while after my shower. You two have a nice day at school, pay attention, please."
The two waved at her as they left the house. With a sigh, Ada plummet on the couch for a few seconds before standing up and heading upstairs for her shower. The window in the bathroom gave a clear and sunny view of the land outside, something Ada enjoyed early in the morning. Her day clothes rested on the sink as she slipped her night gown off. It fell off of her body like silk as she stepped into her white marble shower and turned the warm water.
She wet her hair and ran her fingers through it carefully. For some reason, she felt dirty or unclean but she pushed that idea aside.
"I heard, them calling in the distance..." Ada sang the song as the warm water pleated her body. "So I packed my things and ran."
Ada then began to hum the rest of her song. She quickly finished with the tune still in her head as she hopped out of the shower and began to dry herself.
As the towel touched her soft skin, two things happened. First, she heard loud noise, almost as if something was running upstairs. Second, someone had burst through the bathroom door and fallen on her.
The first thing she thought was Piers. It was obvious that it was him, but he still looked as surprised as she did. Why he had fallen on her, she didn't know but he began to turn a bright red. This, angered Ada as she attempted to force him off of her.
"What the hell is your problem!?" She asked, her voice was demanding.
"Well, let's see," Piers started as he stood before her. "I have no fucking idea where I am, the shower water was freezing, and I just happened to stumble in here."
"Well then." Ada tightened her towel around her body as she walked up to Piers. With a finger, she jabbed him in the shoulder. "You, need to start learning some respect young man. In my country that's not tolerated."
"Just like having more than one baby isn't?" Piers smirked. "You sound American enough to me."
"If you must no," Ada placed her hands on her hips. "I was an orphan, I was taken to America, more like stolen. Why am I telling you this?"
Piers crossed his arms and smiled slightly. "You look cute, without all your makeup on." He sighed. "You tend to look like a mouse when you wear it."
Ada blushed for a second as she realized that she wore no makeup. She was quickly engulfed in anger as she let the final comment ring in her mind.
"Get out, now!" She commanded pointing at the door but quickly regretting it. As she extended her arm, the towel became loose and slipped off of her body. It took her a while to notice that she stood before Piers completely nude. It was then, that she let out a horrified scream.
Hope you liked this chapter! Sorry for such a long period between updates, I've been working on this for a while, so please review. I don't own any characters that aren't mine.
