Disclaimer: I do not own Resident Evil. If I did, I would be following Wesker around all the time. heheheheehehh. MY WESKIE! PAWS OFF! tackles Wesker Although, I do own Brad's dog, Angel. The name Pewterschmitz is copyright to Seth Green, the creator of 'Family Guy' I couldent remember my doctor's name so I just used Pewterschmitz. lol

Ittalics - thoughts

The Past of Brad Vickers

Lightning cracked through the sky in mid October, a small boy stood staring out of a window of his father's apartment. His mother had died a few months ago during a car accident, which he himself had been in. The boy looked over at a sleeping figure on the floor in a medium-sized dog bed, a young Briard lied there, curled up, its shiny black coat glistening off the lightning that was flashing through the sky every now and then. A loud clap of thunder broke the dog out of its slumber, yelping, causing the boy to scream. "Brad? What happened? Are you alright?" came a voice from the main room, a tall figure coming in through the doorway. The boy, now known as Brad, looked over at the person standing in the doorway, "I'm fine dad. Angel just scared me…Do you think moms ok?" questioned Brad while looking at his father. Sure Brad was 7 years old, he turned 7 last month, but he was brave for his age since he met his friends Albert, William, and Barry during the summer. Brad's father didn't say anything, just nod, the look in his eyes saying 'She's ok son…she's ok…' then smiled towards his son. Brad yelped slightly as his dog Angel ran up behind him and scooped him up onto her back, the dog's tail wagging. Brad had to put his arms around the Briard's neck to hang on while the dog pranced down the stairs. Angel might have been only 9 months old, but she was almost her full size and could carry Brad around on her back. The dog then turned the corner into the kitchen and pawed at one of the cupboards, whining. Brad got off Angel's back and opened the cupboard she was pawing at and dragged out the bag of puppy chow, Angel dragging her food bowl over, dropping it at Brad's feet, the dog looked up at Brad, barking, her tail wagging. Brad looked at his dog as he poured the puppy chow into the bowl "hungry girl? Here's dinner for ya!" he told Angel while petting her between her ears while she ate the puppy chow. He got Angel a month or 3 before his mom had died in that fatal car crash.

Brad had had his arm broken in the car crash as well, but the fate his mother had suffered was worse. She had hit her head on the dashboard, then the seatbelt actually unstrapped and threw her out of the windshield, landing on a metal fence post sticking out of the ground. She was impaled. The thought of remembering that brought tears to Brad's eyes. He tried getting his mother down from the pole, but couldn't. His mother had told him to get help, so he ran to the closest place. Wesker's house. Albert and his sister, Alex, followed Brad where his mother was. They found his mother barely alive so while Alex was helping Brad's mother off the pole, Albert ran back home, grabbed his father's car keys, and took his car. Albert was only 9 at the time and he was somehow able to drive the car back to where Brad and Alex were. By that time, Brad's mother was in an unconscious state. Her wounds were fatal. Albert jumped out of the car, telling Brad to get in the car while he and Alex brought his mother into the car as well. By that time, Brad was crying his heart out into his mother's shoulder. Alex climbed into the passenger seat next to her brother while he put the petal to the metal, the black camaro screaming down the road at 70mph. Luckily all the cops in Raccoon were off duty at the time. The car screeched to a stop in front of the Raccoon Facility Hospital. Brad's mother weakly put a arm around her son "shh…Brad…mommy's going to be ok…shhh…" her words seeming to have a effect on Brad since his crying has calmed down, looking over at his two friends, stammering "I-I-Is…she gonna b-b-be o-o-ok?" questioned the 6-year old, tears still falling down the side of his face. The twins looked at each other, looking back at Brad "She'll be ok Brad…" they said in unison, knowing that they're both wrong. They've seen death before like this, and no one has survived something that they know of by getting speared by a metal rod through the stomach. Alex then looked at her brother, "Albert, stay here. I'm gonna go get help…" then she opened the car door, and got out, running inside. Albert looked back at Brad again, then at his mother, noticing how pale her face was. "Albert…I want to thank you for being Brad's friend…You and his sister are his best friends from what he told me…" choked Brad's mother. Just at that minute, Alex came running back out, dragging a doctor by the sleeve "She's in here! She got hurt in a car crash!" Alex told the doctor as she stopped by the back door and opened it. Brad whined slightly at the sight of the doctor "Is mommy gonna be ok?" questioned Brad. "Who drove you here?" asked the doctor, looking at Brad's mother. Just then, Albert poked his head back, waving slightly "Hi Dr. Pewterschmitz," piped Albert. The doctor looked shocked for a moment, then looked at Brad's mother and checked her pulse. Barely alive. "Brad…I want you to take care of your daddy for me…" whispered his mother into her son's ear "I love you Brad…." And with that last word, her chest fell, never to rise again. Brad stared for a moment, then screamed, tears falling down his face again, hugging his mother's body. The doctor looked at Brad, the look of sorrow on his face "I'm sorry…Want to come inside and call your daddy?" Brad shook his head. "Do you want me to call him for you?" Brad nodded, whining again. Alex looked at Brad again, putting a hand on his shoulder "Dont worry Brad...she'll be watching over you all the time..."

A/N: Sorry I cut off there. I know most of the chappie was Brad's thoughts, but it was a flashback kinda. Blame my hands for having such a sad death-scene for Brad's mom.I'm thinking on what else to put for Chappie 2. heheheheheheh. It might take a lil while though so please be paitent. Oh, and btw, plz review! bounds off after Wesker WESKIE!

Wesker: meep!
Brad: stares
William: stares as well
Chris: well, better him then me...