Rae: This is my first Resident Evil fanfic. I'll do my best to keep the characters in character, but please let me know if I need to improve.

Disclaimer: I do not own Resident Evil or the character. They belong to Capcom. I only own Amalia and Zion.

Chapter 3: Big Cheese attacks

(normal pov)

It took all of Amalia's mental strength not to stick her tongue at Leon's back...

...Again, that is.

As soon as Leon had realized she had no clue how to properly use the 9mm she had, he had taken it from her. Something about not wanting to be shot instead of the enemy. This was a real blow to Amalia's pride, but acting like a child wasn't going to do her any good.

As they silently walked through the canyon, Amalia started to count birds in an attempt to distract her from the reality of the situation. This wasn't some training exercise Wesker set up. There was no 'reset' button for her trainers to hit if she messed up a simulation. This was life. For the first time since she was fifteen, Amalia was actually living. So, really, what did it matter if she acted childish?

That settled, Amalia stuck her tongue at Leon, only to realize he was facing her while she did it. Blood rushed to her head, letting her know that a major blush was visible for Leon to see. Placing her tongue back in her mouth, Amalia looked away, not wanting to see the amused smirk on the older man's face. A small, husky sound echoed quietly through the area.

Shocked, Amalia turned to the agent, seeing for herself if what she had heard had really happened. Surely the great Leon Kennedy hadn't laughed?

It was hard to tell, since said man had turned back around. Frustrated didn't begin to describe how Amalia felt. Honestly, once she thinks she understands the man, he does something that changes everything. Ugh. Men.

As soon as she was out of here, Amalia made a mental promise to go somewhere where men met a woman's every need, instead of being the cause of their mental suffering.
Thinking back, she rememebered some female doctors talking about something like that. It was called a spa or something.

Nevertheless, Amalia would find such a place and spend a long time there, cause something told her she would need it when this was all over.

Leon paused in front of the building. This was the only direction they could travel, yet Leon could just hear some spanish being spoken. More villagers were here.
Looking back at Amalia, who was in the process of drinking from Leon's water canteen. He couldn't bring her in with him, yet he didn't trust her to stay there.

Leon's decision was made for him when Amalia walked right by him and entered the building. Before she completely vanished beyond the door, she turned to Leon.

"You going to stand there all day? Come on."

Leon had no chance to argue because as soon as he got in, he heard the voices getting louder the farther he chased Amalia into the building.
Neither could make out what was being said, since neither spoke spanish.
The only thing that stood out were the words "Las Plagas". Nonetheless, Leon slowly opened an iron door, gun ready to fire. Amalia stood a little ways back, making sure nothing snuck up behind them.

Leon gestured for Amalia to follow him as he slowly entered the room, looking in the direction that the voices were coming from. A quick sound made Leon turn around, only to have a hand clamp on his throat, lifting Leon off the ground even as the man Luis had called 'The Big Cheese', began choking the breath out of Leon.

"Let him go!" Amalia swung a chair at the huge man's head, smiling when it connected. However, her smile changed to a look of horror when she saw that it had had no effect what-so-ever on the man. His grip on Leon's throat hadn't loosened at all. Tossing the remenants of the chair aside, Amalia tried to pry the man off Leon, which was hard since she could barely reach the man's hand while stepping on the tips of her toes.

She didn't get far as the man grabbed her by her throat with his free hand and threw her against the wall, knocking the breath out of her.
"Gah!"

The man turned back to Leon, continuing to choke the agent. Suddenly, the man dropped Leon to the ground. The agent started gasping as his lungs greedily sucked in much needed air.

"It seems you carry the same blood as us. The girl as well." The man glanced slightly at Amalia who was glaring up at him from where she laid, struggling to get up.
"However, should either of you...become unpleasant to our eyes, there will be...severe consequences."

The huge man turned and walked into the room Leon and Amalia had just left.

Leon staggered to his feet and walked over to Amalia, helping her up. Looking down, he noticed that she was holding her left side.

"You alright?"

Amalia nodded. "Yeah, I think he bruised a few of my ribs. That's all. And you? You were the one who just about had the life choked out of ya."

Leon shook his head. "Just fine. Stay here. I need to take care of something."
Without waiting for Amalia to agree, Leon grabbed his gun and kicked open the door that the man had entered.
The sound of the man's grunts of irritation had Leon turning around, only to get punched in the jaw with one of the guy's huge fists. It was like getting hit with a sledge hammer.

His gun fired, hitting a painting of a robed man in the forehead, the gun sliding away from Leon. Before Leon could get up though, the man stomped over, and planted his foot on Leon's chest, pinning him to the ground. Leon could hear Amalia call out his name, even as the man started to push his foot into Leon's ribs, trying to crush the smaller man.

Two gunshots echoed through the room, coming from the window. The man paused in his actions to turn towards the window. Amalia also looked out, being able to just make out a woman in a red outfit hanging outside. The man stepped off of Leon, and started walking towards the window. The woman somehow was pulled up out of the way when he jumped out the window at her.

Amalia ran into the room and helped Leon back to his feet, ignoring the sharp pain that came from her ribs. She was no doctor, but she knew enough to know that none were broken. And that was good enough for her.

"Leon, are you-" Amalia was cut off when a crackling sound came from behind Leon. She watched as he reached back and pulled out a radio.

"What have you got, Hunnigan?"

(Leon's pov)

"I've got new information for you. Apparantly, the group your up against is a religious cult known as the Los Illuminados."

"Los Illuminados. That's a mouthful." He watched as Amalia quietly repeated the name till she got tongue tied. Fighting back a small smile, he listened to the rest of the report.

"Also, satellites have discovered the reckage of a helicopter not far from the village your in. We sent a few men in two find out what we could, and their reports are disturbing."

Leon didn't like the sound of that. By the sound of worry in Hunnigan's voice, Leon could tell this was something that may very well hinder his mission.

"Go on."

Hunnigan sighed. "Well, two bodies were found, both dead. One by impalement on a tree and the other broke his neck.
We assume both died when they were thrown out the front window. By the looks of it, their copter was hit by a missile on the tail, causing the helicopter to fall rapidly."
Hunnigan took a breath before continuing.

"Both men were wearing a small badge on the collar of their shirts. The badge was...Umbrella Corporation's symbol. The red and white umbrella."

Leon now knew what people meant when they said they felt ice running through their veins, cause right now, he couldn't feel any colder. Umbrella Corporation. The group that Leon had spent six years fighting against and still was. Unfortunately, Hunnigan wasn't finished.

"There are signs that a third person was in that helicopter at the time of the crash. The men say that a handcuff had been attached to a chair, and the other end of it was picked. Whoever was cuffed to that chair had escaped the crash. There was a briefcase left open on the site, showing impressions that it had held a gun and ammunition. They think it was a small handgun, probably a Eagle or 9mm.
Normally, we would have our men apprehend the escapee, but foot impressions show that whoever it was has gone in the direction of the village. So, in addition to finding the president's daughter, we would like you to find this escapee. Be careful, Leon. We don't know if this person is with Umbrella or not, despite the handcuffs. For all we know, this person tried to desert Umbrella and was caught. We want the escapee, Leon."

Leon had no idea if he wanted to be thankful or not, cause something told him, that he had already found Hunnigan's 'escapee', and she was staring at the ruined painting Leon had accidently shot moments ago.

"I'll take care of it, Hunnigan." Leon put back his radio, and looked at Amalia, who was smiling at the ruined picture.

It was time to get some answers.

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Rae: And there's chapter three. Sorry it's short. I've been trying to beat RE4 and can only find time to write at night when I don't work. So, please leave a review. I'd appreciate some feedback on what people like and don't like. Bye.