Hey I'm back and a whole year older! Yee! (! Anywho, I finally
started to write again, just because I'm trying to put off Algebra...stupid
stupid algebra. Grrrr. And, to top it off, I'm feeling quite ill. Can I
write angst with ATC playing in the background...must turn away...but the shiny
pants and the catchy euro-trash tune! AHA I DID IT! Turned them off.
Well without further ado we enter chapter 10 of Bittersweet Dreams.
Chapter 10 When Cherry Blossoms Fall
Samantha opened her eyes and arose from the bed. Nearly forgetting how she got there she kicked the jacket off herself and shot up in alarm. Realizing what had occurred in the basement she faintly remembered Leon taking her up to this floor. Her hand immediately went to check the wound. It was bandaged; and a fair amount of crimson could be seen. To the right of her foot her eye caught Leon's jacket. She picked it up tenderly and found herself confused. Where was he?
Just as the thought occurred, Leon came from the doorway across from her. "You alright?" She nodded slowly looking down at the jacket again. "Hey I found some papers. It seems not many people worked here. But still it's strange that I've only run into one zombie. Do you have ideas why?"
"Um...supposedly they were working on a new research facility and they were going to incorporate the employees here in it. Then shut down this place down. Of course this isn't verified. The reasons for lack of monsters?"
"Oh, I found that one out. Well according to these papers they were all in hibernation for research. You know checking out the anatomy of each creature. Trying to point out any weak spots. They were all supposed to be terminated." Leon stepped in closer to Sam and handed her the papers. "Well we still need to get the information from the second floor and there is still the third floor to be dealt with."
"Alright then, let's go." She put the papers on the bed.
"Uh, I think it would be best if you took a break. And you may want to pop an antidote in yourself, just for safe measures."
"I used the last one on you." A bit of bitterness rising in her voice. Worry washed on Leon's face. Her voice softened. "It's alright, I'll be fine, and I've handled much worse." Leon shook his head. "You sure?" She nodded again. "Alright then, you just stay up here. Besides you gave me your disk remember?" He took it from his pocket and headed towards the door. "Check for some papers up here." He tossed the keys to her with a smirk. She didn't return the smile.
"Don't screw up!" She called in anger with being left.
"And I thought I was starting to grow on your good side." He gave her a small salute before closing the door.
"Smart ass..."
Samantha sat on the bed angered with the man that was now becoming a further burden with every minute. She shook her head and decided to check out the amethyst door. She despised working with someone. And Leon...he was entirely bland to her. He was a simple burden that should have been kicked out the door from the start. "He's such a nuisance. He thinks he can handle this on his own. And he thinks he's so smart! How dare he patronize me like that" She suddenly stood up and went to the door, cursing Trent for even sending her on this mission...
Sam headed back to the piano room. Screw finding papers all she wanted were the computer files. Entering the room she automatically heard the pattering of rain against the small window that showed the steep hill outside. She stepped towards it looking at the greenhouse that connected to the end of the hill. She looks towards the piano and decided to play a song. Which one though? Nocturne in Eb minor sounded promising. No, maybe something happier. With a smile, she decided that Mozart should be given a chance. The fast pace tune of the Turkish March washed away her sorrows and for the moment she felt content again. A feeling she hadn't experienced in a very long time.
Leon opened the elevator again and realized how monotonous this mission had become. Going up and down this damn elevator to get some menial information from a computer. Why was there nothing exciting yet? Why no break through? Where was Trent going with this? He passed where the Bandersnatch's body lay. Leon ignored the shotgun and decided he would grab it later. "Why is she here?" He spoke out loud looking at her weapon of choice. "And how the hell does she know so much about Umbrella?" Shaking his head he entered the door, with the computer he needed.
He turned on the computer with ease and swore he could hear piano playing from open. He looked and there was a shaft. "Good job finding papers Sam." He said with a sigh. Following the same procedures as before he decided to start to copy the files and transfer them to his disk. Leon contemplated looking over the files, but something stopped him. A glimmering key in the corner caught his eye. He picked up the sterling silver object and found that it had a diamond shape had the top, amethyst, ruby, sapphire, and an emerald; one of the jewels in each crook. "Now where do you go?" The computer made a sound of triumph as it finished its task. Leon took the disk and headed for elevator, key in hand.
Sam finished the song and put her elbow on the keys. She looked towards the window and wondered what the greenhouse held. She hurried out of the piano room to the amethyst door. Quickly she opened it to find a tasteless hallway. On left of her was a door; to no surprise it was locked. She thus headed straight ahead taking the necessary turns to once discover fresh air.
It was raining hard; she should have taken Leon's jacket. Luckily there was no thunder or lightening. She always did like the rain for some reason. Feeling her boots sinking in the mud she gradually made it to the greenhouse.
Inside there was no heat, obviously it hadn't been tended to for a number of years. It only held dead roses. The petals scattered everywhere. Sam looked above her head to only hear and see the monotonous pattering of rain. A mystic green haze covered her body, contributing to the darkness. Some of the glass was broken, chilling her soul. She stooped down looking to find paw prints in the mud. She jolted up knowing what foe lingered here. She didn't hear the familiar jingle of the collar, but for safe measures she pulled the knife from her boot.
She tried to walk silently across the dirt floors. Checking every corner and listening with every step she still found no enemy. Her heart began to beat faster; she could feel it against her chest. At the third isle she saw something shimmer beneath the thorns. She walked nearer, daring to let her fingers touch it. It was metal, but she couldn't exactly figure out what. She slowly moved her fingers careful not to let her flesh touch the thorns. Then there was a bustle. She heard it from the far side of the greenhouse. And then it was heard; that dreadful sound. That innocent jingle, that caused Samantha's hair to stand on end. She yanked her hand out of the roses, with her prize in hand. And then she stopped, the jingle stopped. She saw her blood roll down her arm to her wrist, to her hand. And then she looked at the silver disk she pulled from the plant. Her eyes widened as she looked at it, almost in disbelief.
It was grandfather's music box disc. It was the same exact one she was given five years ago. As she stood admiring it she heard a scuffle. She hid the possession away, and clenched her knife. Backing away slowly she decided to wait for it to come, or run for the door...
"Sam? Samantha!" Leon called out as he reached the top floor of the elevator. There was no response. He looked at the key again, and then wondered where she went off. The piano was no longer playing, and the amethyst door was cracked. He called out the woman's name as he entered the doorway. He looked at the door and tried to turn the handle. Since it was locked he pulled out the key he had found in the basement.
The room was an office, large and grand. There was a large oak desk in the corner. Covered with papers, single computer, and a record player. There projector in the center, the screen in the front before Leon. The room had yellow tinge, but mostly off white. It dark and the carpet was covered in forgotten dust. Leon went directly for the desk wanting to find out more information on this mysterious research facility.
Instead he found just a simple bound journal. LOS was scripted in gold on the front of the blue book. He turned to the last entry. January 25, 1993
I've kept true to my promise dear. My sweet little Cherry Blossom. If only I had watched you carefully. I'll watch the video again, the sweet spring. You'll return to me soon.
"Okay that made no sense..." He looked around again. "Video..." Leon headed for the projector. There was a tape right beside entitled "Cherry Blossom". He cleared off the dust from the old machine and looked at the tape one last time before sliding into the machine.
AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH NO LEON NO!!!! O crap what discovery shall Leon find?!?!?!? Well next chapter is gonna be fun to write. And what about Sam? What's going on in the rose garden? All shall be answered in the next chapter of Bittersweet Dreams dun dun dah! Hope you enjoyed AMP! PS please review!
Chapter 10 When Cherry Blossoms Fall
Samantha opened her eyes and arose from the bed. Nearly forgetting how she got there she kicked the jacket off herself and shot up in alarm. Realizing what had occurred in the basement she faintly remembered Leon taking her up to this floor. Her hand immediately went to check the wound. It was bandaged; and a fair amount of crimson could be seen. To the right of her foot her eye caught Leon's jacket. She picked it up tenderly and found herself confused. Where was he?
Just as the thought occurred, Leon came from the doorway across from her. "You alright?" She nodded slowly looking down at the jacket again. "Hey I found some papers. It seems not many people worked here. But still it's strange that I've only run into one zombie. Do you have ideas why?"
"Um...supposedly they were working on a new research facility and they were going to incorporate the employees here in it. Then shut down this place down. Of course this isn't verified. The reasons for lack of monsters?"
"Oh, I found that one out. Well according to these papers they were all in hibernation for research. You know checking out the anatomy of each creature. Trying to point out any weak spots. They were all supposed to be terminated." Leon stepped in closer to Sam and handed her the papers. "Well we still need to get the information from the second floor and there is still the third floor to be dealt with."
"Alright then, let's go." She put the papers on the bed.
"Uh, I think it would be best if you took a break. And you may want to pop an antidote in yourself, just for safe measures."
"I used the last one on you." A bit of bitterness rising in her voice. Worry washed on Leon's face. Her voice softened. "It's alright, I'll be fine, and I've handled much worse." Leon shook his head. "You sure?" She nodded again. "Alright then, you just stay up here. Besides you gave me your disk remember?" He took it from his pocket and headed towards the door. "Check for some papers up here." He tossed the keys to her with a smirk. She didn't return the smile.
"Don't screw up!" She called in anger with being left.
"And I thought I was starting to grow on your good side." He gave her a small salute before closing the door.
"Smart ass..."
Samantha sat on the bed angered with the man that was now becoming a further burden with every minute. She shook her head and decided to check out the amethyst door. She despised working with someone. And Leon...he was entirely bland to her. He was a simple burden that should have been kicked out the door from the start. "He's such a nuisance. He thinks he can handle this on his own. And he thinks he's so smart! How dare he patronize me like that" She suddenly stood up and went to the door, cursing Trent for even sending her on this mission...
Sam headed back to the piano room. Screw finding papers all she wanted were the computer files. Entering the room she automatically heard the pattering of rain against the small window that showed the steep hill outside. She stepped towards it looking at the greenhouse that connected to the end of the hill. She looks towards the piano and decided to play a song. Which one though? Nocturne in Eb minor sounded promising. No, maybe something happier. With a smile, she decided that Mozart should be given a chance. The fast pace tune of the Turkish March washed away her sorrows and for the moment she felt content again. A feeling she hadn't experienced in a very long time.
Leon opened the elevator again and realized how monotonous this mission had become. Going up and down this damn elevator to get some menial information from a computer. Why was there nothing exciting yet? Why no break through? Where was Trent going with this? He passed where the Bandersnatch's body lay. Leon ignored the shotgun and decided he would grab it later. "Why is she here?" He spoke out loud looking at her weapon of choice. "And how the hell does she know so much about Umbrella?" Shaking his head he entered the door, with the computer he needed.
He turned on the computer with ease and swore he could hear piano playing from open. He looked and there was a shaft. "Good job finding papers Sam." He said with a sigh. Following the same procedures as before he decided to start to copy the files and transfer them to his disk. Leon contemplated looking over the files, but something stopped him. A glimmering key in the corner caught his eye. He picked up the sterling silver object and found that it had a diamond shape had the top, amethyst, ruby, sapphire, and an emerald; one of the jewels in each crook. "Now where do you go?" The computer made a sound of triumph as it finished its task. Leon took the disk and headed for elevator, key in hand.
Sam finished the song and put her elbow on the keys. She looked towards the window and wondered what the greenhouse held. She hurried out of the piano room to the amethyst door. Quickly she opened it to find a tasteless hallway. On left of her was a door; to no surprise it was locked. She thus headed straight ahead taking the necessary turns to once discover fresh air.
It was raining hard; she should have taken Leon's jacket. Luckily there was no thunder or lightening. She always did like the rain for some reason. Feeling her boots sinking in the mud she gradually made it to the greenhouse.
Inside there was no heat, obviously it hadn't been tended to for a number of years. It only held dead roses. The petals scattered everywhere. Sam looked above her head to only hear and see the monotonous pattering of rain. A mystic green haze covered her body, contributing to the darkness. Some of the glass was broken, chilling her soul. She stooped down looking to find paw prints in the mud. She jolted up knowing what foe lingered here. She didn't hear the familiar jingle of the collar, but for safe measures she pulled the knife from her boot.
She tried to walk silently across the dirt floors. Checking every corner and listening with every step she still found no enemy. Her heart began to beat faster; she could feel it against her chest. At the third isle she saw something shimmer beneath the thorns. She walked nearer, daring to let her fingers touch it. It was metal, but she couldn't exactly figure out what. She slowly moved her fingers careful not to let her flesh touch the thorns. Then there was a bustle. She heard it from the far side of the greenhouse. And then it was heard; that dreadful sound. That innocent jingle, that caused Samantha's hair to stand on end. She yanked her hand out of the roses, with her prize in hand. And then she stopped, the jingle stopped. She saw her blood roll down her arm to her wrist, to her hand. And then she looked at the silver disk she pulled from the plant. Her eyes widened as she looked at it, almost in disbelief.
It was grandfather's music box disc. It was the same exact one she was given five years ago. As she stood admiring it she heard a scuffle. She hid the possession away, and clenched her knife. Backing away slowly she decided to wait for it to come, or run for the door...
"Sam? Samantha!" Leon called out as he reached the top floor of the elevator. There was no response. He looked at the key again, and then wondered where she went off. The piano was no longer playing, and the amethyst door was cracked. He called out the woman's name as he entered the doorway. He looked at the door and tried to turn the handle. Since it was locked he pulled out the key he had found in the basement.
The room was an office, large and grand. There was a large oak desk in the corner. Covered with papers, single computer, and a record player. There projector in the center, the screen in the front before Leon. The room had yellow tinge, but mostly off white. It dark and the carpet was covered in forgotten dust. Leon went directly for the desk wanting to find out more information on this mysterious research facility.
Instead he found just a simple bound journal. LOS was scripted in gold on the front of the blue book. He turned to the last entry. January 25, 1993
I've kept true to my promise dear. My sweet little Cherry Blossom. If only I had watched you carefully. I'll watch the video again, the sweet spring. You'll return to me soon.
"Okay that made no sense..." He looked around again. "Video..." Leon headed for the projector. There was a tape right beside entitled "Cherry Blossom". He cleared off the dust from the old machine and looked at the tape one last time before sliding into the machine.
AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH NO LEON NO!!!! O crap what discovery shall Leon find?!?!?!? Well next chapter is gonna be fun to write. And what about Sam? What's going on in the rose garden? All shall be answered in the next chapter of Bittersweet Dreams dun dun dah! Hope you enjoyed AMP! PS please review!
