It was 1998… the year that'll be always be fresh in my mind. It was the year when those grisly murders occured in the depths of the Arklay Mountains. Afterwards, the news blew up to the whole world revealing about the pharmaceutical enterprise, Umbrella. The virus had broken out by the mountain community, Raccoon City. The one place that me and my siblings grew up within the last 5 years after my parents died, leaving me and my sisters to live with my grandparents. And hit the little peaceful town with a devastating blow crippling its foundation.
Not taking any chances, the President of the United States ordered to sterilize Raccoon City. After going to the public eye, the US government issued indefinite suspension of business decree to Umbrella. Soon the stock prices crashed and for all intents and purposes Umbrella was finished. After a dreading six years, it was as if this world turned into nothing more than a ghost town.
I had taken it upon myself to protect the Government by accompanying the rookie cop, Leon S. Kennedy in a perilous assignment of rescuing the President's daughter after being mysteriously abducted by a strange religious cult. From then on, we had received special training via a secret organization under the strict control of the President. The two of us were to assume the responsibility of protecting the President's family.
I lean against the right side of a cop car with my .357 pistol in my left hand limply. Looking out of the window, I see nothing but dead trees and grass. Nothing too spectacular I guess. Out of the corner of my eye, I see my partner, Leon S. Kennedy looking out of the window. He looked tired but remained composed about it.
Leon, in my eyes, is a tough survivor of the Raccoon City Incident just like I was. Ever since then, he's hardened up and seems to be an aloof character. We had been assigned by the President to be partners in this mission. I didn't complain though since we had been on missions before hand.
"Why am I the one who always gets the short of the stick?" the driver of the front asked in a laugh. "Yo, who are you two really? You two are a long way from home, cowboy and princess. You both have my sympathy." the passenger said. I just rolled my eyes and looked out the window with my hand resting in my hand. "Guess that's a local's way of breaking the ice. Anyway, you know what this is all about. Sam's and I's assignment is to search for the President's missing daughter." Leon informed. "What? All by yourselves?" the driver chuckled. "I know you two didn't tag along so we could sing show tunes by some campfire. Then again, it's a possibility." I chime in. "Oh, you crazy Americans. It's a direct order from the chief himself. I tell you it's not panic." the passenger cop scoffs. I huff and look out of the window again.
It's our mission and them underestimating us about it doesn't exactly help us. "We're counting on you, guys." Leon said. The car stops in its tracks. The passenger gets out of the car and slams the door behind him. The driver then offers Leon a cigarette to which he refuses. The driver then offers one to me. After than, I did need one. Leon looked at me at my acceptance of the cigarette. "What?" I question. "May I remind you that we're on a mission? You don't need to be doing that." he scolded. "You're no fun, Leon." I say, having no choice but to decline. I can't recall the last time I had a cigarette.
It was right before we were to take on the assignment to rescue the president's missing daughter. That's the main reason we're in this lonely and rural part of Europe. From what our intelligence, there's information of the sighting of a girl that is similar to the President's daughter. As I said before, she had been taken by some unidentified cult that is rumored to inhabit this place. I've been on missions before however, this one is the biggest one I've been on. Especially with a rookie who appears to be competent with his first job.