Murderous Eyes
«Chapter II»
by Marie B.
Another awful dream...It was the second since Claire entered that damned train. She was sure...something even worst than zombies is ahead of them. But, she would think about it later. The train stopped. They finally arrived to Transylvania. It was late, so the little gang decided to sleep in a motel nearby the station.
~Steve and Claire's room~ (Midnight)
"I have a bad feeling about all of this..." said Claire, sitting on the bed.
Steve frowned. He sat down on the bed, beside the girl. "Fighting Umbrella is not an usual task...it's normal that we are all stressed...we'll fight again for our lives..."
"If it's the cause of Umbrella..." replied Claire, looking down.
"You think that Umbrella is not behind all of this mess?"
"I didn't say that...but I rather think that it's more of an excuse to send us into a trap..."
"A trap? Made by who?"
"It's what I'm trying to find !" said Claire, louder than she wanted. She gave an apologizing glance at Steve, who was still surprised by her reply. "I'm having...strange dreams...or more nightmares since Chris told us about this mission...the thing is...I think that those nightmares are premonitory..."
"Really? What are they about?" asked Steve, frowning again.
Claire didn't reply. She didn't want to worry him even more with her non- sense nightmares. "Hum...it's late...we should sleep now..."
Steve noticed her uneasiness, but shut his mouth up. He didn't want to say that Claire was getting kinda strange...and even a bit crazy...but he still wanted to worry about her. Before, this gets too much serious...
~Jill and Chris's room~ (Midnight)
"Rebecca told me that your sister was having some terrible nightmares in the train..."said Jill, sitting on the bed.
Chris only smirked, brushing his teeth. His girlfriend shot him back a concerned look. "It doesn't matter for you, or what? I thought you were more protective about your sister..."
The man spitted his toothpaste in the washbasin. "Look...Claire has been having nightmares for more than an entire year, because of Steve's death. I can say that I'm more than sick of hearing her screaming each night."
"But, you're her big brother...you're like a father for her...it's your role to be there when she needs your support."
"And she's my baby sister...I know. But even her told me that she grew up and she's not a baby anymore." Chris sighed and looked at Jill. "She has Steve now..."
Jill only nodded, letting him to continue.
"I shouldn't have let her come with us..." whispered the STARS member, rubbing his hands impatiently. "She's strong...but what can she do against a BOW or something even worse...? She still has a new life to build...I broke hers before, but now, I'll try to put it back together."
Jill smiled, but immediately yawned. Chris joined her in the bed, and closed the lights. But that night, Chris couldn't sleep...he was sure that it was a bad idea to have brought Claire with them...something will happen to her...he had no doubts about it.
~Rebecca's room~
Rebecca jumped happily in the warm bed standing beside her. She almost slept all the way in the train, but it wasn't really comfortable. A good night in a nice bed was the best thing to do before a new big fight. The young girl sighed. It will be the fourth time that she'll risk her neck against zombies and monsters. She wondered why she was still alive...why her? Every member of the Bravo Team of S.T.A.R.S. died beside her.and Carlos also died...all those people were great fighters, so why did they die? Why a defenseless girl like her survived through this all? Rebecca sighed again and closed her eyes. She could feel hot tears coming up to her eyes. "No Becca...don't cry. Chris told you to be strong a long time ago..." she said to herself. She had to be strong for her next mission. This time, no one will die...She hoped...
To be continued...
«Author's notes: I don't know what's wrong with me, but every second chapter of my fanfics are really short and boring...Don't worry, I'll try to arrange that with the third one. Oh, by the way, I know, I haven't update for a long time. Well, the site has been through lots of problems for more than two weeks. So, we couldn't post anything. And, because of me...always my fault...I did something wrong with my PC...and we lost all our programs...Bravo !! Thank me...erm...well, actually, they were moved on an other place on my PC...that's why we thought that we lost them. So, for a few days I couldn't even use Word. That's why it took me so much time to only write a little chapter like that. Oh well, I don't even ask you if you enjoyed it, cuz it was really shitty. Anyway, stay tuned for better chapters ^_^»
«Chapter II»
by Marie B.
Another awful dream...It was the second since Claire entered that damned train. She was sure...something even worst than zombies is ahead of them. But, she would think about it later. The train stopped. They finally arrived to Transylvania. It was late, so the little gang decided to sleep in a motel nearby the station.
~Steve and Claire's room~ (Midnight)
"I have a bad feeling about all of this..." said Claire, sitting on the bed.
Steve frowned. He sat down on the bed, beside the girl. "Fighting Umbrella is not an usual task...it's normal that we are all stressed...we'll fight again for our lives..."
"If it's the cause of Umbrella..." replied Claire, looking down.
"You think that Umbrella is not behind all of this mess?"
"I didn't say that...but I rather think that it's more of an excuse to send us into a trap..."
"A trap? Made by who?"
"It's what I'm trying to find !" said Claire, louder than she wanted. She gave an apologizing glance at Steve, who was still surprised by her reply. "I'm having...strange dreams...or more nightmares since Chris told us about this mission...the thing is...I think that those nightmares are premonitory..."
"Really? What are they about?" asked Steve, frowning again.
Claire didn't reply. She didn't want to worry him even more with her non- sense nightmares. "Hum...it's late...we should sleep now..."
Steve noticed her uneasiness, but shut his mouth up. He didn't want to say that Claire was getting kinda strange...and even a bit crazy...but he still wanted to worry about her. Before, this gets too much serious...
~Jill and Chris's room~ (Midnight)
"Rebecca told me that your sister was having some terrible nightmares in the train..."said Jill, sitting on the bed.
Chris only smirked, brushing his teeth. His girlfriend shot him back a concerned look. "It doesn't matter for you, or what? I thought you were more protective about your sister..."
The man spitted his toothpaste in the washbasin. "Look...Claire has been having nightmares for more than an entire year, because of Steve's death. I can say that I'm more than sick of hearing her screaming each night."
"But, you're her big brother...you're like a father for her...it's your role to be there when she needs your support."
"And she's my baby sister...I know. But even her told me that she grew up and she's not a baby anymore." Chris sighed and looked at Jill. "She has Steve now..."
Jill only nodded, letting him to continue.
"I shouldn't have let her come with us..." whispered the STARS member, rubbing his hands impatiently. "She's strong...but what can she do against a BOW or something even worse...? She still has a new life to build...I broke hers before, but now, I'll try to put it back together."
Jill smiled, but immediately yawned. Chris joined her in the bed, and closed the lights. But that night, Chris couldn't sleep...he was sure that it was a bad idea to have brought Claire with them...something will happen to her...he had no doubts about it.
~Rebecca's room~
Rebecca jumped happily in the warm bed standing beside her. She almost slept all the way in the train, but it wasn't really comfortable. A good night in a nice bed was the best thing to do before a new big fight. The young girl sighed. It will be the fourth time that she'll risk her neck against zombies and monsters. She wondered why she was still alive...why her? Every member of the Bravo Team of S.T.A.R.S. died beside her.and Carlos also died...all those people were great fighters, so why did they die? Why a defenseless girl like her survived through this all? Rebecca sighed again and closed her eyes. She could feel hot tears coming up to her eyes. "No Becca...don't cry. Chris told you to be strong a long time ago..." she said to herself. She had to be strong for her next mission. This time, no one will die...She hoped...
To be continued...
«Author's notes: I don't know what's wrong with me, but every second chapter of my fanfics are really short and boring...Don't worry, I'll try to arrange that with the third one. Oh, by the way, I know, I haven't update for a long time. Well, the site has been through lots of problems for more than two weeks. So, we couldn't post anything. And, because of me...always my fault...I did something wrong with my PC...and we lost all our programs...Bravo !! Thank me...erm...well, actually, they were moved on an other place on my PC...that's why we thought that we lost them. So, for a few days I couldn't even use Word. That's why it took me so much time to only write a little chapter like that. Oh well, I don't even ask you if you enjoyed it, cuz it was really shitty. Anyway, stay tuned for better chapters ^_^»