Chapter 2.

The forest around the mansion was eerily quiet. My bike was making an awful racket as it ran passed fallen branches and looming trees. The sun had started to set and gave everything a golden fiery glow. Reaching for my cellphone my thoughts went to Leon. Leon who I'd been so careful to avoid and yet still nagged at my brain. Honestly, I knew that the one thing we felt for eachother was lust, more than anything else. At least on my part. Hell, a lifetime to longing to have his body in my dreams, and now being able to but not really wanting too, it confused me actually. It was just physical attraction. And we both could control ourselves.

Now what I felt for Wesker was another matter altogether. Suffice to say, my body adored him. But my heart felt something for him as well.

The phone clicked..."what's up?"

"Ada, did you find them?"

"...Yeah, i found Leon, they've got a small party looking for the White coats ...and Rose,"

"what?"

"Claire's in the nearby village too, she's on her way to meet up with them."

"damn it. Anyway...i've been sent to the White's HQ. On my way as we speak. Be careful, I don't have a good feeling out close to the mansion. "

"got it. Bye"

"bye "

I revved to a stop as I saw the mass of buildings. All white with the white umbrella outlined with red. The new logo all but gave it away.

I could just faintly hear moans and shuffling feet in the distance. And buildings were all lit, some bulbs flickering. A shiver went up my spine and it gave me the feeling that no one truly alive was still in there. Something was wrong. I left the bike behind a tree and walked up to the main glass doors. As quiet as a ghost i got through all the broken glass and i couldn't believe my eyes. I stood still for not more than a second and then crouched behind an arm chair just as an unbelievable sight crossed my sight.

Dark brown hair with eyes that match and a soldier's body, or that of a hunter. He moved quietly with sure yet self-conscious steps. Armed with everything that massive body could carry. I stared until he went into the other room. I stood up slightly and felt myself walking after him like a silent killer, stalking his prey. Looking around myself i took in the dishevelled papers and trays on the ground. Chairs tipped on their sides and blood smeared on walls and floors. Coats thorn and two dead bodies where my prey had stood.

Had he killed them or found them dead? A question i just may get the answer to. Look at me, so easily distracted, the attention span of a house fly.

As i entered the room i felt a cold breeze and saw that most of the windows had been broken from the inside. Which struck me as odd, but seeing that they probably got out of here in a hurry, as usual, this was to be expected. I walked past the first two windows without a sound when i hear a metallic click from outside.

As i turned and pointed my gun to the closed window beside me, there he was. Staring back at me like a freaky reflection. Same position with the same gun held with both hands at me. I smirked and lowered my gun and went to open the window. He stood still but his eyes went with my every move. I could feel his gaze on my hands, going up my leather suit until his eyes rested on my face. I could tell he recognized me. But his gun still pointed to my chest.

A gust of silent wind passed through my flowing hair and made a few golden strands go over my face. My smirking lips parted and i heard myself whisper his name and a sparkle in his appeared and made me smile.

"Chris..."