Resident Evil: Chaos Sanctuary (M)
Summary: When a boy thought that he could start a new life with his mother in Raccoon City. He was quite happy with the decision, throwing everything he knew in his past and embraced the new change. However, things started to turn for the worse… My first fan fiction! Read and review please!
Disclaimer: I don't own Resident Evil, Raccoon City, The SWAT team, or anything that was presented in this fan fiction, as much as I want to… But I do own my original characters including Cyril Leong, Sierra Leong and Grandpa.
Prologue
I yawned as the rushing of the cold air kissed my face lightly. And also the fact that someone's hand was across my face. I pushed it away as she started to stir in her seat. Seat? Oh yeah… now I remember. I was on my way to the States in an air plane. I looked at my mom, who basically had a pig-tail hair style with brown hair, and clean face. And, you can never forget that face of hers when she's sleeping… cute like an angel. I closed my eyes once more trying to get some rest. Oh yeah, I forgot to introduce myself. The name's Cyril Leong. Most people just call me Cy (Pronounced Si please) back home. Where's home you ask? Well, it's a small state in the small island of Borneo. A nice tropical paradise and the food is just nice. I looked at the small opening beside my mom as soft glow streaming from it.
By the way, I'm now seventeen… Okay, maybe I'll hit seventeen at next October, but that did not matter since I finished my education two years earlier than most of my friends back there. Why? Because my mother here 'accidentally' enrolled me into a primary school when I was 4 (that'll be first grade for you western folks). And I still think that she was faking it when she said it was an accident. I managed to attempt a successful 'grade jump', which rendered me finishing my education two years earlier. Nice wasn't it? When you had finished your schooling and everything so early? Not. For starters, you still can't drive until you hit seventeen in my country. Second, you can't drink alcohol and go into pubs and such. Not like I want to anyway. And there's so much you can't do until you hit at least twenty one!
Cruel world? Nah… I'm used to all those laws and regulations anyway. Since the tropical paradise of Sabah, Malaysia was the only home I know. Standing at a proud five' four accompanied by my messy black hair, I'm not going to let my appearance lay me back. At least after they know how old I am… I had been treated as a twelve year old once when I was traveling in the states with my mom. I can still remember that miserable fat red neck with his miserable hat, especially his round, chubby, face which he probably didn't shave for a few millenniums when I told him I was fifteen… He was shocked. And then he laughed at me and it led straight into a street fight which I had the man pinned down and crying for his mommy. Even though I have only four packs and not much muscle, I'm a student of The Chinese Martial Arts. I can't fly like the people in "Crouching Tiger Hidden Dragon" unfortunately, but I can still crack a few bones here and there, especially when I was taught by my very own mother where to strike in order to overcome some certain 'trouble'.
My mother? Her name is Sierra Leong and she stood just a few centimeters taller than me. Sometimes I would blame her about my height. She was a contamination of the human gene pool I said. The result will be me flying across the living room. Even though she looked like one of those cute, furry little creatures with huge, watery eyes and that innocent look, she could kill an armed person in less than a minute. She's a guard for the friendly pharmaceutical company Umbrella back at my place. The people in Umbrella were mostly descent folks. My mom was just a low ranking officer until one day, some people tried to rob the company of some medical stuff. My mom unsurprisingly 'finished' them when they just entered the first floor. She was immediately promoted and was now a high ranking officer for Umbrella. I tried to ask her what was her ranking, but she refused to tell me. Ah well… I shouldn't worry about that. She can kick my ass anytime anywhere. And there's this secret I found out one day. She was just thirty-something! That was quite a shock to me… especially when I never knew my father. Well, better push that thought away.
I hope this trip would really pay out. This time the destination would be a place called Raccoon City, which seems to be a nice quiet city just beyond the Arklay mountain range. Ah well... Mom seems to have secured two working passes for the both of us. Yes, you got that right. I'm working in the States! Woohoo! I'll be joining mom's work next year as a security guard for The Umbrella Corporation in the states. Some might ask me whether I miss my friends from my home town. Well, I have to answer them I don't. I'm quite happy to leave you see, and get a fresh start. Nothing is going to stop me! You hear? Nothing! Okay, maybe my mom and my grandfather, but that's a completely different story.
I opened my eyes once more and turned to look at my mother, who was sleeping peacefully beside me. Then, I heard her muttered something. Driven by my curiosity, I leaned beside her… "And take that!" She punched my face without even realizing it.
Let's hope this is really worth it... I thought to myself as I rubbed my fragile face which would be a hue of blue and black… I forced myself to smile as I turn my face away. Hopefully, there won't be another punch coming from the woman beside me.