Resident Evil: Katana
A/N: Since I haven't updated for a couple weeks, I will try to make this chapter extra-long. Also, I would like to, once again, thank my (so far) only faithful reviewer, London Bear a.k.a. Chantay. You Rock! P.S.: in response to your review, the reasons that Crystal didn't show much emotion when she was talking about what happened are as follows: #1. He beat her a lot, and it's hard to care for someone who knocks you around all the time, and #2. When you live day to day, and need to do whatever is needed to survive, emotions like pity and regret tend to get in the way. I would also like to thank 'the TREX' for letting me know that the rifle that "One" uses in the Resident Evil movie is a G36C. So if you want to know what it looks like, go to Google image search, and search for "G36C" and pictures of the gun I'm talking about should come up.
After reloading our assault rifles and putting the spent clips into an empty pocket (you never know what you might need down the road), we started off down the road, keeping a close eye out for any kind of threat, undead or alive.
"Crystal?"
"Yes?"
"Where did you learn to fight like that? I know that you weren't in the Raccoon Knights, and they were the ones who trained me. Yet, you're as good as I am. Who trained you?"
"Well, a couple years after I started living on the streets, I was grabbed by two guys who took me to an old abandoned warehouse, where this old guy told me that he was going to train me to be one of his assassins. I was drilled in things like firearms, martial arts, and stealth. Just before my first mission though, the cops and S.T.A.R.S. raided the compound. I was able to escape in the chaos, and I went back to living in back alleys and abandoned buildings. My training did come in handy from time to time."
"Yeah." I said, remembering what she did when we first met.
"Why did you join the Raccoon Knights?"
"Well, to make a long story short, they saved my life."
"What happened?" Crystal asked.
"One night, I was dumpster-diving, looking for food or anything else that could be useful, when I overheard a group of criminals discussing a plan to smuggle drugs and other contraband. When they saw me and realized that I had heard everything they said, they chased after me. After running for a few blocks, I climbed a fire escape, and when they reached it, instead of climbing after me, they started shooting. Luckily, there was a car full of Raccoon Knights driving by. They apprehended the shooters, and convinced me to climb back down, and to give a statement to the police who had by then shown up. When they learned that I was living on the street, the leader of that squad of Knights offered to let me stay at their HQ. I was up most of the night thinking about what they had done for me. The next morning, I surprised everyone there by volunteering to join up. At first, they wouldn't let me, but when I offered them all the information I had on the Raccoon underworld, they gave in, and after an intensive few weeks of training, I officially became the youngest Raccoon Knight."
"I guess we both have the luck of the Devil, eh?"
"Yeah."
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A few minuets later, I noticed something.
"Hey," I said, "I know where we are; we're almost to the place I was staying!"
"Really?"
"Yeah! Hold on a sec, I gotta grab something!"
Without waiting for a reply, I took off for the abandoned building I had called home for the last few months. I had to get something that I just couldn't just leave behind.
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When I got back a few minutes later, Crystal was pretty pissed.
"Why did you run off and leave me here, alone?"
"I couldn't just leave without this." I explained, holding up a chain with a plain gold ring hanging from it.
"Where'd you get that?" she asked, intregued.
"Well, remember how I told you that I ran away from home and never went back?"
"Yeah."
"Well, that's not exactly true. A few weeks after I left, I went back to let my parents, knowing that they were probably worried sick. Well, I was right. As soon as I walked in the door, my mom ran up and nearly knocked me down when she grabbed me, crying like a baby. After my dad walked in and got my mother calmed down, I told them what had happened. My mom nearly fainted when she learned that I had nearly been killed. I told them that I had only come home to let them know that I was O.K., and to grab a few things. When I had gathered my things, and was about to leave, my mother gave me this for good luck."
"Well, that was nice of her." Crystal said, smiling.
"I know."
A/N: I'm sorry for writing such a short chapter, even for me, but I contracted a terminal case of Writer's Block, and right now, my dad is howling at me to shut of the computer. I will try to update soon. Until next time, keep your stick on the ice!