Disclaimer: i do not own resident evil

Title: Escaping Fate

Rating: T

Summary: Losing Umbrella was losing everything, and Albert Wesker wants it back. Without the money or power to reestablish Umbrella, Wesker must take desperate measures to get what he wants. Having a highly skilled agent, Ada Wong, by his side, he finds a way; kidnap the president's daughter for ransom.

Chapter Two: Where Am I?

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Ashley slowly opened her eyes. It took her a moment to focus on the room she was in. She was lying on a king size bed in a large room. The room was fully furnished, having a bureau, dresser, desk, bookshelf, leather chair and night tables. To her left there was a large window, almost stretching across the entire wall. The curtains were closed but Ashley could see seeps of sunlight creeping through.

She suddenly realized that she had no idea where she was or how she got there. The last thing she remembered was...throwing up in front of Leon.

Ew.

Ashley got up from the bed and walked over to the window, pushing the red curtain aside. She squinted from the brightness of the sun, but could see sand, palm trees and bright blue water. I don't remember planning a vacation...

Ashley opened the curtains, bringing bright sunlight into the room. She walked away from the window and approached the closet, sliding the door opened. There was a bunch of clothing in there, clothes that she'd actually wear. Ashley checked the size on one of the pairs of jeans. Hmm, they're my size. This is getting creepy.

Ashley glanced around the room, looking for any explanation, any at all. She wondered if she was in danger, if she'd been kidnapped again. She almost dismissed that thought until the bedroom door opened slowly. She stared at the door, waiting for the intruder to come inside. Suddenly a man stepped into veiw. His appearance was intimidating; he wore all black with dark sunglasses to match. The man grinned when he saw Ashley.

"You're finally awake," he said, closing the door behind him. "And I was beginning to worry."

Ashley kept her eyes on him as he walked towards her. She stood her ground, trying not to look like a total wuss. After she was kidnapped the first time, her father had enrolled her in self defense classes. She had actually learned a lot of good moves and techniques. But this man was much bigger than any of the girls she'd practiced on. And even if she did get away from him, how far would she get?

"Who are you?" Ashley demanded, her eyes narrowing.

"I apologize, how rude was I to not introduce myself," he replied, still smiling deviously. "My name is Albert Wesker."

Ashley was trying not to shake. She hadn't felt so afraid in a long time and suddenly remembered why, "Where's Leon!"

"I suppose your talking about Mr. Kennedy?" Wesker responded, his smile disappearing. "Well he's dead."

Ashley's mouth dropped, "No! Your lying!"

Wesker stared at her for a moment, allowing her heart to break for a few seconds. The pain on her face only brought him more joy. The pain of others, it had become an addiction of his.

"Your right, I'm lying." Wesker finally said, "But it is only a matter of time you know."

Ashley glared at him, wondering how he could be so cruel. Finally she realized it, she wasn't in a place she wanted to be. This was no vacation.

"I know you have a lot of questions," Wesker said, touching her tense shoulder. "Ashley, when you were taken from Leon's car there was a note left in your place..."

Ashley pulled away from Wesker's touch, wanting nothing more than to test her new combat skills on him, but she also needed to hear this. She needed answers.

"It's simple really," Wesker continued, crossing his arms. "Leon comes here with your daddy's money and I'm happy again."

"You kidnapped me because you want money?" Ashley asked, wondering what could be so important. "Well fine, because you'll get your stupid money. Then can I go home!"

Wesker smirked again, "You see, I thought about that, but that's kind of a boring story for me."

"This isn't a story it's real life," Ashley said, in a bratty voice.

"Yeah well in real life Leon brings me my money," Wesker was becoming annoyed by her interuptions. "Then I kill him. Then I kill you. The end."

Ashley shook her head in disgust.

"Now please get dressed," Wesker said, in a friendlier voice. "Dinner's in an hour."

Ashley watched in shock as her kidnapper turned and walked away, leaving her alone once again. She looked at the floor, frowing. As brave as she acted in front of Wesker, she knew that's all it was, an act. She was scared to death, her mind whirling with fear and confusion. Ashley walked back to window, looking at the beach. How could such a beautiful place be so horrific? She didn't really want to find out...

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Leon waited impatiently as the helicopter took him towards the coordinates that were left on the note. He stared at the writing, trying to figure out why it looked so familiar.

Leon,

Sorry for the inconvenience, but I need to borrow Ashley for some time. I

reassure you that she is in good hands.

Please let the President know that she will be returned for the exchange

of one million dollars. If you'd kindly bring me the money to the coordinates

on the other side, she'll be handed over without further difficulties.

Have a good day Mr. Kennedy, and please don't disappoint me...

Leon crumpled the paper and tossed it to the floor, Inconvenience my ass.

After punching and kicking his own car a few times, Leon had called the President and told him the bad news. To Leon's surprise, he wasn't fired on the spot. The President, as he attempted to stay calm, decided to have Leon do as the ransom note asked. Leon was also informed that another agent was being sent there as back up, a surprise visit for the jackasses who did this.

Leon knew that this wasn't his fault, there was nothing he could have done. But he couldn't help but feel responsible. Therefore, he was going to rescue Ashley or die trying.

Leon was alerted by the sound of gun fire and shattering glass. Suddenly the helicopter began to jerk sides way and then downward. Leon looked at the pilot who was slumped to the side, blood gushing from his head. He had been shot in the head! Leon climbed to his feet and grabbed the emergency parachute. But he was too late. The helicopter plunged down towards the island and crashed into the white sand.

Leon coughed heavily, feeling an intense pain in his right leg. He was surrounded by fire and smoke, making it difficult for him to breathe. Leon pushed the heavy piece of metal off his leg and crawled backwards until he was touching the sand. Leon heard something behind him and jumped to his feet. After spinning around he saw five men walking towards him. Besides the buldging muscles and protruding veins, the men seemed normal. Almost...until Leon noticed something about their eyes. They were completely black, no color or white, just black.

"That's him!" one of the men said.

Another one came forward, grabbing Leon by the throat with one large hand, "Sorry your stay had to be so short."

Leon struggled to breathe. He reached towards his knife with one hand and pulled it out, stabbing the man in the hand. The man threw Leon to the ground, screaming thunderously. Leon jumped to his feet, this time aiming his handgun at the giant guys. Somebody took some massive steriods...

Leon backed away, shooting at the men, hitting each one in the chest. None of them fell, they just kept coming towards him. Leon brought his gun up again, this time going for head shots. It took about three head shots to get one down. Leon was almost happy that he had four left when a dozen more came from behind the trees. God damn it!

"Gentlemen..." a female voice behind him called. Leon spun around to see Ada Wong walking towards them, her hand raised as if telling them to stop. "Please, is this how we treat guests around here? We haven't even received payment yet."

Payment? Leon stared at Ada, eyes wide. He knew he recognized the handwriting on the note. Ada had captured Ashley! Leon looked back at the men who were now walking away from him, disappearing into the trees. Leon turned around again to face Ada, studying her face, wondering what she wanted with Ashley.

"We meet again," Ada said, her voice as seductive as ever. She was wearing a red dress that cut off mid-thigh. The straps tied around her neck like a halter. "Do you have it?"

"I did," Leon replied impetuously. "Until someone shot down my helicopter and it burned to nothing."

"So you don't have the money," Ada replied, heedlessly. "This day is just getting worse for you."

"Where's Ashley!" Leon demanded, aiming his gun at her face.

"A gun? In close combat?" Ada asked, stepping towards him. "So unlike you."

"Killing you wasn't on my agenda either," Leon responded, cocking the gun. "But if you don't tell me where Ashley is-"

"-Maybe another time," Ada interupted, casually walking past him. "Just be careful. This island is no paradise."

Leon watched Ada walk away, fighting the urge to go after her. She obviously wasn't going to tell him where Ashley was. He had to do that on his own.

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