Disclaimer: Do we really have to go there? Nah, you guys all know I don't own RE.
A/N: Well, here's chapter 7. Whoa, I honestly didn't think I'd get up this fast. Thanks so much Hello Captain for reviewing every chapter so far. Actually Chris and Claire's relationship in this story is kinda based on my relationship with my older brother. And get this; we're six years apart, just like Claire and Chris. Isn't that some funky shit? LOL! Well, this next chapter is dedicated to you Hello Captain. Enjoy!
A few minutes later, Claire opened her eyes and found that she was no longer in the jet with Chris and Luis.
~Hey what's going on? Why am I not in the jet with Chris and Luis?~
She took a look around and saw nothing but darkness and fog.
~What's with the thick fog? Where am I?~
She brought out of her thoughts by a low humming.
"What was that?"
Claire took a few steps towards the sound and shuddered.
~That tune. It sounds so familiar.~
As she stepped closer towards the humming, she was able to make out a shadowy figure. Claire had no choice but to squint her eyes in order to see in the fog.
"There was a friendly but, naive king who met a very nasty queen."
Claire gasped and put a hand to her mouth.
~Alexia?! No, it can't be. Alexia and Alfred are dead.~
Claire walked closer and felt a cold chill run down her spine.
"The king was loved but, the queen was feared."
~Wait a minute. That doesn't sound like Alexia. But, if it's not Alexia then, who is she?~
Claire continued walking closer and found that the fog was slowly beginning to thin out.
~Good, the fog's dying down. Maybe now I can see who it is.~
"Til one day strolling in his court, an arrow pierced the kind king's heart."
Claire walked a little closer and found that the fog had almost completely disappeared and she could now the girl's back. She had shoulder length dark hair and she wearing a long white hospital gown that was almost completely bloodstained.
~Oh my god. She looks terrible. What happened to her.~
Claire continued walking until she was right behind her. She raised her hand to put it on her shoulder, until she noticed that her skin was a sickly gray and appeared to be decomposed. She gasped and took a step back.
~No. Oh please god tell me she's not what I think she is.~
Claire noticed a few lumps of flesh fall off the girl's left arm. She reached to side for her gun, but found that she was weaponless.
~Oh no. What am I gonna do?~
"He lost his life and…"
The girl turned to face Claire, but kept her head down. Claire gulped and took a few steps back.
~What's going on?~
The girl staggered towards Claire and stopped when she was about in arm's length from her. She lifted her head to reveal her decayed face to Claire and extend her hand out to her.
"His lady love."
Her own scream was the last she heard before waking with a jolt and nearly falling of her seat. Luis reached out and grabbed her before she could hit the window.
"Claire, are you alright?"
Claire turned to see that he had a worry look on his face. Claire sighed in relief.
~It was just another dream.~
"Yeah, I'm fine. I just another dream, that's all."
Luis nodded in understanding.
~That voice was definitely not Alexia's. It almost sound like… No, that's not possible. Is it?~
Chris set the jet to autopilot and turned to face Claire.
"Ok, this I want to hear Claire."
Claire looked from Luis to Chris and sighed.
"I opened my eyes and saw a thick fog. I heard singing and thought it was Alexia. But as I got closer, I realized it was someone else. And her voice didn't sound like it could have been Alexia. Anyway, when I got close enough, I saw that it was really a zombie."
Chris and Luis looked at each other in confusion.
"A zombie? Claire, are you sure?"
"Yes Chris. I saw her gray decayed skin. I also saw a few pieces of flesh fall off her left arm. Anyway, when she turned around she started staggering towards me. She stopped right in front of me but, she didn't attack. She just kept right on singing. She showed me her face but, I didn't get a good at it and that's when I woke up."
Claire looked at Luis who sighed and ran a hand through his hair.
"Claire, I'm stumped. I can't explain a sing zombie."
"I can. It means there's more going on than we thought."
Claire and Luis turned to Chris. He sighed.
"Basically, Umbrella knows that we expect to see a few zombies and that we expect them to try and eat us. Maybe they're planning something completely different."
"You know, that does make sense. Do you think maybe that's what the dream meant Luis?"
"Yes, it's a possible and not to mention the only logical explanation for it. By the way, what song was the girl singing, Claire?"
"A very disturbing song that I heard constantly while I was trapped at Rockfort."
Chris raised an eyebrow at her.
"You mean the one about the friendly king and nasty queen?"
"That's the one."
Luis looked from Claire to Chris.
"And just how does this song go?"
Claire got a pen and paper. When she finished writing the lyrics she handed the paper to Luis. When he was done reading he looked at Claire with a questioning gaze.
"This is the song you heard while you at Rockfort?"
"Yes. It was a musical piece from a piano but, I heard Alexia sing it once. It was very disturbing to say the least."
Luis adjusted his glasses and reread the lyrics.
"Is this the same song the girl was singing in your dream?"
Claire nodded
"Well Claire, Chris could be right about Umbrella but, it could also just represent your anxiety about going back to Rockfort."
Claire sighed.
"I hope you're right Lu. I'm nervous as hell about going back. I can't even tell when I'm just dreaming anymore."
"Well don't worry dear, everything's gonna be alright. Just you wait and see."
Claire nodded and turned to look out the window.
~I wish I could believe that. After everything that's happened, I just don't know what to believe or expect anymore.~
Claire was taken out of her thoughts when a hand placed itself on her shoulder.
"Are you ok, sissy?"
Claire smiled.
"Yes. I'm fine Chris. Just nervous, that's all."
"Well, we'll be reaching Rockfort in about an hour or two, so I suggest you brace yourself."
~An hour already? Damn, have I really slept the damn near the entire way? Oh man, what more awaits us at that god awful place? Well, I'll know soon enough, I guess.~
A/N: I'm ending it right here. I really hate to leave this on a cliffhanger. No, really, I do. But if I keep on writing, I'll give more away than I should. I hope everyone's enjoying my story so far. The good stuff is yet to come.
*CLAIRE* Oh my god, that was foul. You really are a bitch, Libby.
*LIBBY* Uh, there is a reason that you're having all these dreams. You know that right?
*CLAIRE* I still think that foul. Now that dream was in your words 'some funky shit'.
*LIBBY* Thank you.
*CLAIRE* ^-^;
*LIBBY* Yeah, right back at ya hon.
*CLAIRE* Well, at least you're actually working on this and updating unlike last year. So I guess we're off to a good start.
*LIBBY* Yeah, until writer's block comes and kicks me in the ass. It always does. Well, until next chapter, take care and review. Bye-bye.
A/N: Well, here's chapter 7. Whoa, I honestly didn't think I'd get up this fast. Thanks so much Hello Captain for reviewing every chapter so far. Actually Chris and Claire's relationship in this story is kinda based on my relationship with my older brother. And get this; we're six years apart, just like Claire and Chris. Isn't that some funky shit? LOL! Well, this next chapter is dedicated to you Hello Captain. Enjoy!
A few minutes later, Claire opened her eyes and found that she was no longer in the jet with Chris and Luis.
~Hey what's going on? Why am I not in the jet with Chris and Luis?~
She took a look around and saw nothing but darkness and fog.
~What's with the thick fog? Where am I?~
She brought out of her thoughts by a low humming.
"What was that?"
Claire took a few steps towards the sound and shuddered.
~That tune. It sounds so familiar.~
As she stepped closer towards the humming, she was able to make out a shadowy figure. Claire had no choice but to squint her eyes in order to see in the fog.
"There was a friendly but, naive king who met a very nasty queen."
Claire gasped and put a hand to her mouth.
~Alexia?! No, it can't be. Alexia and Alfred are dead.~
Claire walked closer and felt a cold chill run down her spine.
"The king was loved but, the queen was feared."
~Wait a minute. That doesn't sound like Alexia. But, if it's not Alexia then, who is she?~
Claire continued walking closer and found that the fog was slowly beginning to thin out.
~Good, the fog's dying down. Maybe now I can see who it is.~
"Til one day strolling in his court, an arrow pierced the kind king's heart."
Claire walked a little closer and found that the fog had almost completely disappeared and she could now the girl's back. She had shoulder length dark hair and she wearing a long white hospital gown that was almost completely bloodstained.
~Oh my god. She looks terrible. What happened to her.~
Claire continued walking until she was right behind her. She raised her hand to put it on her shoulder, until she noticed that her skin was a sickly gray and appeared to be decomposed. She gasped and took a step back.
~No. Oh please god tell me she's not what I think she is.~
Claire noticed a few lumps of flesh fall off the girl's left arm. She reached to side for her gun, but found that she was weaponless.
~Oh no. What am I gonna do?~
"He lost his life and…"
The girl turned to face Claire, but kept her head down. Claire gulped and took a few steps back.
~What's going on?~
The girl staggered towards Claire and stopped when she was about in arm's length from her. She lifted her head to reveal her decayed face to Claire and extend her hand out to her.
"His lady love."
Her own scream was the last she heard before waking with a jolt and nearly falling of her seat. Luis reached out and grabbed her before she could hit the window.
"Claire, are you alright?"
Claire turned to see that he had a worry look on his face. Claire sighed in relief.
~It was just another dream.~
"Yeah, I'm fine. I just another dream, that's all."
Luis nodded in understanding.
~That voice was definitely not Alexia's. It almost sound like… No, that's not possible. Is it?~
Chris set the jet to autopilot and turned to face Claire.
"Ok, this I want to hear Claire."
Claire looked from Luis to Chris and sighed.
"I opened my eyes and saw a thick fog. I heard singing and thought it was Alexia. But as I got closer, I realized it was someone else. And her voice didn't sound like it could have been Alexia. Anyway, when I got close enough, I saw that it was really a zombie."
Chris and Luis looked at each other in confusion.
"A zombie? Claire, are you sure?"
"Yes Chris. I saw her gray decayed skin. I also saw a few pieces of flesh fall off her left arm. Anyway, when she turned around she started staggering towards me. She stopped right in front of me but, she didn't attack. She just kept right on singing. She showed me her face but, I didn't get a good at it and that's when I woke up."
Claire looked at Luis who sighed and ran a hand through his hair.
"Claire, I'm stumped. I can't explain a sing zombie."
"I can. It means there's more going on than we thought."
Claire and Luis turned to Chris. He sighed.
"Basically, Umbrella knows that we expect to see a few zombies and that we expect them to try and eat us. Maybe they're planning something completely different."
"You know, that does make sense. Do you think maybe that's what the dream meant Luis?"
"Yes, it's a possible and not to mention the only logical explanation for it. By the way, what song was the girl singing, Claire?"
"A very disturbing song that I heard constantly while I was trapped at Rockfort."
Chris raised an eyebrow at her.
"You mean the one about the friendly king and nasty queen?"
"That's the one."
Luis looked from Claire to Chris.
"And just how does this song go?"
Claire got a pen and paper. When she finished writing the lyrics she handed the paper to Luis. When he was done reading he looked at Claire with a questioning gaze.
"This is the song you heard while you at Rockfort?"
"Yes. It was a musical piece from a piano but, I heard Alexia sing it once. It was very disturbing to say the least."
Luis adjusted his glasses and reread the lyrics.
"Is this the same song the girl was singing in your dream?"
Claire nodded
"Well Claire, Chris could be right about Umbrella but, it could also just represent your anxiety about going back to Rockfort."
Claire sighed.
"I hope you're right Lu. I'm nervous as hell about going back. I can't even tell when I'm just dreaming anymore."
"Well don't worry dear, everything's gonna be alright. Just you wait and see."
Claire nodded and turned to look out the window.
~I wish I could believe that. After everything that's happened, I just don't know what to believe or expect anymore.~
Claire was taken out of her thoughts when a hand placed itself on her shoulder.
"Are you ok, sissy?"
Claire smiled.
"Yes. I'm fine Chris. Just nervous, that's all."
"Well, we'll be reaching Rockfort in about an hour or two, so I suggest you brace yourself."
~An hour already? Damn, have I really slept the damn near the entire way? Oh man, what more awaits us at that god awful place? Well, I'll know soon enough, I guess.~
A/N: I'm ending it right here. I really hate to leave this on a cliffhanger. No, really, I do. But if I keep on writing, I'll give more away than I should. I hope everyone's enjoying my story so far. The good stuff is yet to come.
*CLAIRE* Oh my god, that was foul. You really are a bitch, Libby.
*LIBBY* Uh, there is a reason that you're having all these dreams. You know that right?
*CLAIRE* I still think that foul. Now that dream was in your words 'some funky shit'.
*LIBBY* Thank you.
*CLAIRE* ^-^;
*LIBBY* Yeah, right back at ya hon.
*CLAIRE* Well, at least you're actually working on this and updating unlike last year. So I guess we're off to a good start.
*LIBBY* Yeah, until writer's block comes and kicks me in the ass. It always does. Well, until next chapter, take care and review. Bye-bye.