** Author's Note ; Enjoy the chapter. Who knows who this "Guardian Angel" may be, but it is someone who's name is shown within these last two chapters. And I've already planned the ending for this fanfiction, it will be quite shocking. **
Guardian Angel
Chapter Two
Claire hugged her brother, giving a warm smile. She was going to give the birthday card after dinner, so Claire Leon shook Chris's hand, and greeted him. Jill, who was Chris's girlfriend, was on assignment in the West coast. Since Chris was alone, he managed to have dinner ready for just the three of them.
Sitting down quietly, Chris, Claire and Leon had started eating a delicious meal, chicken with vegetables and rice. After the quiet, yet peaceful dinner, the three had started a conversation in the kitchen, with Claire, who volunteered, was doing the dishes.
"So, what are you two planning on doing?" Chris said, sitting down on a chair, "Wedding, vacation, anything anytime soon?"
"Nah, nothing right now, but maybe some vacation for a while," said Leon, leaning against the kitchen counter.
Claire finished washing the dishes, and sighed, "That's a good idea. And Chris, what have you been doing ever since Jill left you all alone in the house."
"Hmm, practically--"
"As I thought," laughed Claire, "being a lazy bum, a couch potato."
"Ahh, fine. I am, okay?" Chris sat back.
"I'm wondering, what should we do for the rest of the night?" asked Leon.
"Well,..." Chris looked at his younger sister.
"Oh yeah, here's your little present, Chris, it's from Leon and me," said Claire, handing Chris a birthday card.
"Thanks Claire, thanks Leon," said Chris, smiling at both of them.
"Let's go now, Leon. Is that ok, Chris?" smiled Claire.
Chris nodded, "No problem. See you two sooner or later."
-- Two hours later, sound asleep --
Sound asleep, laying down on the bed beside Claire, Leon had a frown appearing on his face. It was as if something was haunting him in his slumber. The feeling he was having was unbelievably painstaking, as if it was a feeling of losing a loved one? Leon couldn't tell whether it was the figure of dear Ada Wong, or his love, Claire.
Gently placing his hand on the face of the unknown.
The sight of the facial expression is yet to be seen.
A soft cry was heard not too long ago, was it of this person?
It was known this person had a sickness, forever hidden.
"Who could this be?" Leon thought, "Is this of pure illusion? Nothing but something just in imagination? Maybe."
The cold air made Leon sense something bad would happen soon. He didn't want anything bad to happen at all, and the only thing that Leon could do was preventing that from happening. Even with little experience, maybe even take the risk of doing something right that could change his life.
-- At the same time --
A smile appeared across Claire's face. Dreaming of love, and things that can only lead to a happy life.
Claire could only think of happiness. There were some moments when she felt that she would do good by saving a young child's life from a devastating disease that can instantly kill that poor child. It was similar as to a person being infected by the T-Virus, which was created by the once known company which was called by the name of the Umbrella Corporation.
The very image of Umbrella Inc. and all those rivals and allies of that company falling to a downfall brought the world to peace. No more testing grounds for these "zombies" or "flesh-eating humans", just a world that had a marking of normality, and lives that people deserved to live.
Her eyes darted around at her surroundings. She was continuing that "dream" she had once earlier that day. It was of a field. Now looking up at the sky, it was if she seen those who died in Raccoon, all full of smiles. Claire couldn't understand what was happening, maybe something was playing with her mind. Now turning around, she realized she was at Paris.
People in love. Claire couldn't understand this. Why did she have to see these people? It may be leading to an event of love, and romance that may be coming up. Or just lust, a lust that has forever dreamt of a moment, giving herself to the man she loves. But that's highly doubtful. Claire couldn't live to the commitment of marriage so soon, but could live up to a promise that can bound her up to the event of marriage.
"Claire?" Leon walked up to her, giving a deep smile.
"Leon? Why are you here? Where are we?" asked Claire.
"Remember? Today's the wedding day?" Leon grinned.
"Who's wedding?" frowned Claire, smiling weakly.
"Ours....are you up for this?" said Leon, holding Claire tightly to him.
"Maybe, only if I can live up to commitments," Claire said, pulling away and taking a few steps back.
Now turning around, Claire was faced up against something she wasn't planning on seeing or experiencing anytime soon. Death fell upon the Redfield. She placed her hand on top of her own grave. It was as if her own dreams had backfired, leading to something that could only be an experience of a later event, near the end of her life. Looking at the year she died, Claire realized she would be of the age of 23. Claire was 22 at the moment, and slowly shaking her head, Claire sighed, despite the fact all of this could come true.
"This is only a dream....I know it!"
"It feels like something is hurting me....pain. No, I can't go through this!"
"Please, God! Help me...I don't want this. I don't deserve this at all!"
Death came upon her....
Claire slowly opened her eyes. She felt warmth from Leon, who had his arms wrapped around her. Looking at the clock, it read "1:00 a.m". Now facing Leon, Claire could see a faint smile across Leon's face, even through the dark. Trying to go to sleep, Claire closed her eyes, and found herself in happiness in imagination again.
"If only life could be perfect," Claire thought, drifting off, once again, to sleep.
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