Two
Chris
There was a calm feel to the café that Chris sat in. There was a mixture of coffee and alcohol in the air. The mahogany tables was stained a dark brown, giving the cafe a relaxed aura. An old couple in the corner of the café talking about the 'good ole' days'. Neighborhood teenagers laughing among themselves, as the business men and women alike sipped on caffeinated goodness. Chris on the other hand was not enjoying himself, wallowing in his self-pity. The male had ordered steak with potatoes, Piers' favourite. Chris cut the corner of the meat taking a bite, nodding to himself. It was pretty satisfying. Ordering this meal, he somehow felt connected to Piers in a way. He felt like shit.
"Captain, we've got orders." Avery wearing her BSSA uniform. She stood straight up, looking at Chris with a sense of concern.
Chris stood up,"Alright , let's get going." Avery took the lead. It was a sunny day, and the air smelled of flowers. Chris walked to the café, so Avery was driving. He took the passenger seat while waiting for her to get in on the other side.
"You've been alright?" buckling her seatbelt and starting the engine. The male looked at his subordinate, saying nothing.
"Let's just go." he uttered out.
Piers
The male woke up, feeling fire in his chest. A cry of pain escaped his thin lips. He couldn't breathe, gasping for precious air. He started clawing at his chest, trying to put the burning feeling out. He then tried to look at his surroundings, he was in a chamber, a glass box. Scientist. With clipboards watching Piers intently, like a caged animal. He was naked again. All his pride is gone. He went to sleep normally, and wakes up like this? Squinting his eyes he can see Carla. That sagacious bitch.
"Turn the gas off." her voice was unwavering. The scientists nodded, turning the pressure-risers off. Piers instantly dropped to the floor, as the chamber opened. clean air made it's way inside the chamber and Piers took the air in. He still felt the burning in his chest, though he can manage. "I want to talk to Mr. Nivans alone for a bit." she said this simply. All of her colleagues leaving in a rush. She walked up to Piers, slowly. Carla took her time, before making her way inside the glass box. "You did well."
"What," Piers trying to catch his breath, "in the hell was that?" his voice was strained. he held his neck, looking at her directly in the eyes. He was naked, and he was embarrassed but he didn't show. Carla placed a lean finger in her lips, "A test."
"For what?"
"You're durability. You see the C-Virus is a new virus I developed from the G and T viruses." She paused running nimble fingers through her hair, "I managed to make a new strain of the virus, by mixing it with Jake Muller's blood. The new strain of the virus l created gets rid of the chrysalid stage altogether, the infected would be able to shift back and fourth from a somewhat original state and to a monstrous one." Piers was taken aback from her words.
He looked up, "So why in the hell did you put me in a tank filled with gas?"
"Mustard gas to be exact, and it was to see if you could survive. My hypothesis was correct, twelve hours you can survive before you feel some real effect. It seems that the virus has mutated your lungs. I mean, the cure that I made; made your arm go back to normal, and your face." She grinned. Carla was excited in her sick way. Piers had no reply. He found himself observing the area, he found himself doing that a lot lately. The female walked to the far end of the laboratory to grab Piers some clothing. It wasn't all white this time. It was black combat boots, black cargos and finally a matching tee to go along with it. "Get dressed. I need you to do something."
Avery
The female stopped the car in the parking lot. She ran tired fingers over her stearing wheel of her car. Chris looked at her, confused, "Are we going to leave?"
"Captain," Avery brushed her fingers across her wheel, not making eye contact. "I'm here for you always, I want you to know that." Was all she said before pulling her keys out of the ignition, and getting out of the car. Walking inside BSSA headquarters, there was a big round front desk, with a middle-aged lady. What was her name? Ah, Linda. Avery didn't know her all that well, considering she was a rookie. She had came just after the incident in China, and after Piers had passed...
The female had realized she had much to live up to, for she now works for Chris Redfield. The man was; no is a legend. He survided the Mansion Incident back in Racoon City, he saved his sister from Anartica revealing the gruesome truths of Rockfort Island. In the year of 2003 he helped destroy the company of Umbrella, then later that year he and Jill Valentine founded the BSSA. In 2006 he and Valentine confronted the former Umbrella founder Oswell E. Spencer, only to lose Jill. Chris persevered although the loss of his partner took a toll on him, In 2009 he, Sheva Alomar, and Jill Valentine survided the Kijuju Incident and ultimately killing Albert Wesker. It was impressive. She practically worships and deeply respects these individuals.
Avery rubbed the back of her head, heading down the hall. Giving friendly smiles to those she passed, walking towards the conference room. It was a huge room with a giant touch screen computer screen. The table was in a circle for plans. This was her first real big conference, and she was nervous. Walking inside the room, she nodded to her superior, and heading to her seat. There was a certain blond-haired male sitting down next to an attractive looking female with short black hair that was cut into a pixie style.
"Yeah whatever Leon." she scoffed rolling eyes at the male, but her gaze turned to Avery, "Hm, I always like to see a new face. I'm Sonya and this is Leon," she refered to the male next to her, as he smiled, "what's your name cutie?" Avery's heart nearly stopped.
"You mean...like Sonya Reese and Leon S. Kennedy? Oh my goodness your reputations proceeds you both. I'm Avery Smith." the female putting a hand out for them to shake. Sonya reached over to shake her hand, as did Leon.
Sonya grinned playfully, "Hm, thank you. I'm blushing." Giving a wink at the end. Avery blushed.
Chris had walked in, looking at the group. He nodded his head, taking his own seat. Avery's phone was vibrating, her girlfriend was calling...again. She ignored the call. The meeting had started. The man standing up getting ready to speak, had only oped his mouth to say something before there was a scream.
"Avery!" the female jumped up, as she looked around the room, as everyone looked at her. Sonya cleared her throat.
"Hey, that's you." Leon elbowed her, dissaprovingly. The female got up, walking towards the hall. It was in fact her girlfriend there.
"So you want to ignore my phone calls?" She was loud enough so everyone can hear. People started to come out their respective offices and peak out.
"Dominique, what are you doing here? I'm working." Avery said lowly, she was agitated.
"You're cheating on me. You never answer my calls."
"That's because I'm working! You know, to pay bills that you never help me with! And I'm not cheating!" Avery was raising her voice.
"Yes you are!" Sonya and Leon peered their heads out, curiosity getting the best of them.
"Do you want to check my phone? I'm an open book. I've nothing to hide from you!" she shouted back, she was so tired of Dominique's crap. She was a gorgeous girl, though crazed and obsessed. Avery paused, "You know what kills me about you? You accuse me of cheating when you are actually the one that's cheating." Dominique's eyes widened and she quickly went on the defense.
"I'm not!"
"Two days ago, my superior Mr. Redfield let me off my shift early. I headed to your office with a bouquet of flowers. I was going to take you out to lunch. But, opening the door only to find that you where getting dirty with one of your coworkers. I left after that scene." Avery was tearing, though refused to cry. For two reasons, all of her colleagues where focusing on the scene, and now know her personal life and two, she'd never give Dominique the satisfaction.
"That's a lie."
"Its not, and you know its true. You can still look through my phone, photos and everything at your leisure. I barely even have time for myself when I get home so what makes you think I'm cheating? You're the one that has extra time on your hands. Plus, you know my pass code to my phone! You can look through it whenever!" Avery was heated. She was tired of her shit, ad this was the last straw. "Dominique, you need serious help. You're sick. I'm through. Don't call me, or text me."
"We live together." She was smug.
"Not anymore, I'm moving out. Have a nice life with your new girl. Now leave before I call security." The female got a standing ovation from the onlookers. She felt a sense of relief as well as loss. She felt tears threatening to fall from her face, but she was strong. Avery walked back towards the conference room, as she heard Dominique growl.
"You know what? I didn't like you anyway, it was just the sex!" Avery thought she was going to drop dead right then. She loved Dominique so much. But to say that..It was just cruel.
She turned around, "Goodbye. I'm coming later for my belongings." as she continue down the hall, her colleagues wearing various expressions. Looks of concern, saddened looks, some angry, others annoyed that they where disturbed.
The female settled back into the conference room, silent. Her tears where threatened to fall, as Sonya and Leon both gave sympathetic looks. Chris stood up.
"The meeting will be postponed until tomorrow." Avery stood up. Her eyes where red, as she held back tears. She didn't want to blink because they'd fall. Chris shook his head.
"Captain-"
"Postponed to tomorrow afternoon at twelve." Sonya exhaled. Everyone else left the room, slowly all giving Avery apologetic looks. The female looked down, she was ashamed. Chris walked across the room, pulling a chair next to her, sitting in it backwards.
"Captain-"
"No need to apologize. You're apart of the BSSA and you're family, plus you'd said you'll be there for me. So, keep to your word." he leaned his head against the back of the seat. "And, it's okay to cry sometimes." Avery let it all out. The pain and anguish she felt from those words that came out of Dominique's mouth. Sonya pulled another seat next to her, hugging the female.
"It's okay." she whispered as the female cried into he shoulder. Leon crossed his arms, as he glanced at Chris, then back to the two females.
Avery let go of Sonya, "I was going to propose to her you know." She was staring blankly forward, her eyes blotchy and red. The female reached into her pocket pulling out a small black box, staring at it intently, but didn't open it. "I just can't believe that it was just sex." she whispered at the end.
Sonya gave her a pained expression, knowing exactly how she felt. To be in love, then your specific other does something to rip your heart out of its chest. The female reached to the other, patting her back looking at Leon. Chris nodded to her, as well as Leon.