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Guardian Angel
Chapter Three
Home alone at the moment, the next day, a smile appeared on his face. A sudden expression of happiness is what was on his face, just a simple smile, unknown what thoughts go through his mind.
Leon had a vibrant feeling inside of himself. Tonight was the night he was finally going to do something he had never done before. Leon was going to ask Claire's hand in marriage. It wasn't something that he'd ever done before, but something that had made his inner self become persistently childish, yet serious due to the fact of benevolence inside of Leon.
Now realizing the slight chance of rejection, Leon had an apparition of some sort. Due to this, Leon laid down on an empty bed, without Claire, who was at the moment at work. Closing his eyes in grimace, he wondered why nightmares have been recurring in his mind. Not only to the fact that he didn't ever thought about them, but those nightmares were of the dead Ada, and also of especially of his love, Claire. Leon loathed those dreams.
Falling asleep, Leon had a sudden recurring thought in his mind, while in his sleep.
The slight remembrance of Raccoon City. Those moments of first arriving at the City of the Undead. The determination of the Umbrella Corporation and other medical companies alike to create bio-organic weapons in trying to accomplish terrorizing people was unknown to the fact that most of those weapons of war was used for money.
After a while, the former members of the once-famed "S.T.A.R.S." had brought down all those medical companies that had been criminals of their own, and finally lived a normal life. Only thing left were those memories that would forever keep their life as such a feeling of angst and dishonesty, because they have to ignore all the press after the interrogation of those medical companies.
Since getting away, now life can be so peaceful, but there are some pros and cons to living peaceful. A few of the S.T.A.R.S. members had trouble finding jobs that suited their occupation, plus they didn't want to get a job that could interfere with their past history in life or their personal happenings.
Still, with the effort of contacting each other from time to time, every single member that survived had gone through either dating, marriage, children, or something that considered something good.
No one would forget those sad memories of Raccoon City and the events at the Spencer Mansion, no matter what. It wasn't just something that you can let go through memory automatically, it was something that you could forever live with in agony.
Leon started going through those miserable nightmares that had been recurring in his mind since the beginning of a relationship with Claire. It meant something bad was happening because of this known fact of their relationship, but with all of Leon's strength, he managed to keep him and Claire together in pure happiness and jubilation. Hopefully by this proposal, a commitment shall be shared between the two, for a marriage should hopefully happen soon, if the proposal goes very well.
The sight of being in a dungeon of some sort. An opening in the wall could lead it out to the light outside. Leon broke free from the dungeon, and the sweet aroma of Claire started to linger. He turned to his left, and no one was standing there. Going around in circles, he was in some sort of building.
Reading the wordings on the floor, it read "Umbrella Inc." Walking around, Leon found Claire, who was running away from two guards. It was the very moment of the time Claire was invading the main Umbrella Headquarters in Paris. Now the sound of gunshots and footsteps were being heard clearly.
"Claire....?" Leon said, but only to see Claire run right through him. It was as if Leon was only a memory.
"What the--! Claire..!" Leon followed Claire into a room which was a dead end, full Umbrella soldiers.
"How can I vision this? It was just a story Claire told me....," Leon thought, then the dream blurred out.
Shaking his head in disbelief, Leon was now back at his and Claire's home. It was all empty, and he stared at the sudden image on himself, sitting on an empty bed, in the state of depression. Leon couldn't believe this, it was like something bad had happened not too long ago. Looking at a letter on the dresser, it read the date of Claire's funeral. It wasn't a case of just illusion, it was as if an event was coming soon.
Just arriving home not too long ago, changed to comfortable clothes, Claire figured it was time to wake up Leon, who was dozing off. Sitting on the bed, Claire rolled Leon off of the bed, and afterwards giggled.
"What the--oh!" Leon got up from the floor, "hey Claire, how was work?"
"Boring, as usual. But today I got to design new clothes, well, what did you do all day, huh, Mr. Kennedy? Sleep, Sleep, and Sleep? For once in your life do something fun," smiled Claire, who afterwards hugged Leon.
Leon smiled, "well Claire, have any plans tonight?"
"No, why Leon? Is something on your mind?" Claire asked.
"Nope, I'm just wondering, anyway, let's go downstairs," Leon said, holding out a hand to escort Claire.
Claire nodded, smiling, and placed her hand in Leon's. Leon kept quiet about those interminable dreams. It seems that Claire, too, is also having those endless dreams that were similar to Leon's, but weren't as devastating as Leon's.
Claire's dreams were usually of angels...
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