Author's note: This is a strange chapter, but it's just how she gets caught. It will explain itself later. Thank you to everyone who reviews, and sorry about any grammar/spelling mistakes.
Disclaimer: I don't own any of the RE characters, etc.
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Chapter three: In for a rude awaking...
. Claire leaned back toward the cabinet, and searched for a gun. She only came up with a silver combat knife, but it would have to do.
"Don't open it." Sherry muttered, two seconds to late, as Claire gripped the handle, and slowly open the door.
Her silver combat knife quickly at the things throat. Before she moved she stuided the person.
"LEON!" Claire yelled, gasping for air, and almost falling over her own feet.
Leon stood at the door completely clueless. He glanced to Claire, over to Sherry, and back at Claire.
"Am I really that hansom, or did I just come at a bad time." Leon made a sad joke, and stepped into the cabin.
Claire just shook her head, and went into a friendly greeting, Sherry soon to follow. Leon had to update them on all the stuff that's gone on since they last saw each other. Sherry only glanced over her shoulder a few times, but then gave up, and chatted happily like the rest.
"I didn't know you were coming down." Claire said cracking open a Coke she just got out of the kitchen.
"I don't know, you brother thought he should get a chance to thank me since that ordeal on the island." Claire shivered at the thought, then fixed her eyes on Leon again.
"Yeah, I should be thanking you. If it wasn't for you, my brother would never been able to come to help me...." A brief thought of Steve crossed her mind, but she immediately brushed it away.
Can't cry, that will make me seem like a little kid... Claire mentally kicked herself.
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Meanwhile, Jill, Chris, Barry, and Rebecca slowly, and silently went down the path.
"So Wesker is still alive..." Jill muttered harshly, and broke the silence.
Chris nodded his head. "Yeah, either that or he was moving pretty good for a dead man." Chris kicked a stick out of the path, and glanced over at the forest.
The sun was just setting, having night overtake the view.
"What next! He's still on his search for Umbrella." Barry yelled, which made Chris stop in his tracks.
The others glanced back at him, just staring intently into the forest, but then just shook him head.
"No, he sold his soul to a new organization. He was after Alexia Ashford, Claire knows way more about her then I do. When we fought Alexia, it seems they both were dead, but how he managed to stay alive last time, is beyond me, so I can't be sure." A cool breeze went by, whipping the trees around, as night took over the sky. Jill turned another corner that would lead them back to the cabin.
"Alexia? Hey Chris what ever happened to Claire?" Rebecca studied the path, a million thoughts running through her mind.
"Somehow she broke into a Umbrella base in Paris. It was my fault, she was looking for information about me. Still, it started out good, but then all hell broke loose. She was caught and sent to a prison island. What happened after that was beyond me. Later I found out she was at an Umbrella base in Antarctica. I got there later, so we were forced to fight Alexia. Then back. Short story, but she hasn't been the same. There's something she's holding out on something." By the time Chris finished they were at a dead end.
"Jill where are we?" Barry asked searching in his pocket for something.
He pulled out a lighter.
"Jill?" Barry asked again watching Jill stare out into the woods.
"I'm sure we went the right way. Unless someone messed up the sign on purpose." Rebecca added.
Silence...
There was a loud gunshot behind them, and they flicked over to see where it came from.
Silence....
Another gun shot, followed by three more.
"Some ones playing with our h-" Barry began but was cut off by Jill.
"Shut up and listen." She hissed, listening into the darkness.
The noises grew louder, gun fire was definitely going off. There was yelling, and then a- a scream. Not any one's scream Sherry's scream. Then she was cut off.
"It's coming from the cabin!" Jill yelled, Chris was already three feet in front of them. They dashed through the forest, back the way they came. Jill pulled out a sub machine gun, that she had for sometime. Overhead a not mistakable helicopter could be heard pulling away.
"Claire!" Chris yelled, as they just turned the corner.
Where the cabin was, there was nothing. A few items on fire, burning into the ground. The rest of the team caught up, and just stood there in shock for a few moments.
There was slight whimpering that could be heard.
"Sherry." Jill ran over to the blonde that was leaned down by a tree. Her face was red, and had tears running down the front of her face.
Jill gripped on to the small girls shoulder.
"What happened here!?!" Jill demanded an answer.
"They-they-it was t-them..." She whimpered, Jill had a pure look of confusion, until she noticed a white note lying on the ground.
She dashed over to read it.
'You shouldn't have gone anywhere alone Claire.'
Jill flipped it over, that was all that was printed on it.
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Back where Claire was before it happened.
"Hey Sherry, its really about time you go to bed." Claire said, gazing over the table at her.
"No way, I'm going to wait until Leon gets back. He should be back with the rest of them anytime soon." Sherry pouted. "I'm not a little kid anymore." Sherry said again.
Claire shook her head.
That what I used to be like, saying I was never a kid, wanted to be as old as my brother.
Claire thought, then arose from her seat, and went into the girls bedroom. Sherry, like she thought, followed her in.
Claire laid back in her bed, looking up at the roof. There was millions of things she wanted to think about. Things she never got to re-look while at the Umbrella base.
The nightmare never ends does it? She thought about the note again. It could be anything.
Claire glanced over at Sherry, who was already laying back on her bed, attempting to stay awake.
There was a sudden smashing noise of the window being forced open that made the two girls jump out of their beds.
Claire whipped out the combat knife, and sat up to see what made the noise. She gave a sigh of relief just to find out it was the window. Claire easily put back the knife, and walked over to the window. A few breezes were still brushing by making the trees sway. She studied the scene for a few more minutes, before grabbing both sides of the window, and locking it.
She glanced out side one more time, and gave a sudden gasp of horror. It was a hideous scary, disgusting thing staring outside the window staring back at them. Claire jumped back, causing a thunk when she hit the floor. The knife slid out of her hand and hit the wall.
Claire snapped her head back to it, but it was -gone? She examined it a few more minutes, before Sherry, had made her way over.
"What happened Claire, what did you see?!?!" Sherry gaped at her older friend.
Claire just shook her head. "Ah, nothing, I just remembered, I forgot my gun." Sherry followed her into the kitchen. Claire searched the cabinet, and came out with only a hand gun, but just like before, it would have to do. She slid it into her belt. There was a soft knock on the door, soft as the wind.
"Ouch." Claire pricked herself with a pin. "Hey Sherry could you get that, its probably Leon." Claire didn't look away from what she was doing.
"Get what?" Sherry asked, a bit frighten.
"The door of course. Leon knocked on the door, can you answer it, or what?" Claire snapped, quickly, attempting to put all the junk back up in the cabinet.
Sherry just shrugged. "Claire, there is no one there." She said a bit concerned about her friend hearing things.
"Maybe we are tried." Sherry yawned, and dismissed the thought of Claire from her mind.
Claire stared strangely at her friend for a moment and opened the door.
Nothing. She looked around in the distance.
I'm sure I heard something. Maybe the wind. -Pause- Or maybe not.
"Sherry, go to bed NOW!" Claire ordered.
"But why-" Sherry started but was cut off.
"Go now!" Claire was now yelling, Sherry didn't give a second glance, and set off toward the bedroom.
Claire stared down at the ground, where an envelope lay. It had the Umbrella icon on it.
Claire stepped outside, and knelled down.
She picked it up, and dusted the letter of, then glanced around, making sure it was clear.
'You shouldn't have gone anywhere alone Claire.' Was the only thing printed on it.
Claire jumped for her gun, and pulled it out.
Behind her, nothing. Soft echo's of the lake-water splashing up, the familiar sway of the trees. The sun was just fully fading over the trees.
"Not so fast Claire Redfield. So we finally get a chance to met properly. I'm Alexia Ashford throne to the Ashford family. And you my dear Claire Redfield. You are done for." Sounded a voice followed by a strange and creepily laugh.
Claire flipped over thinking she had just imagined that she had heard that. But Claire was out of luck. Before her stood the form of Alexia Ashford wearing a black dress, a simple rifle in her hand.
I thought you were dead! Claire's mind shouted.
It was just then she noticed the line of monsters behind her.
Claire gripped her gun, and the first shots were fired. Alexia dodged all of Claire's bullets, but for Claire she wasn't so lucky. Claire felt an intense pain ram in her arm, making her drop the gun.
Claire watched in horror as Alexia Ashford stepped forward, and picked up her gun. Then with inhuman strength, shattered it.
From behind Claire heard a blood curtailing scream from Sherry. She turned and tried the handle. Locked.
"And where do you think your going?" Alexia sounded, behind her a copper landed.
"Now if you might." She said to the two soldiers that just jumped of the copper.
They dashed over, and handcuffed Claire.
"KILL ME IF YOU MUST, BUT LEAVE SHERRY OUT OF THIS!" Claire shouted angrily, and was pushed toward the plane.
"Don't bother. The little girl is the least of your worries." She stepped on the plane with them, then turned to the monsters.
"Destroy the house." She ordered which got a NOOO!!!! from Claire.
Alexia turned around, and motioned to the guards. What ever it was, something hard hit her on the back of the head, and it all went blank.