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I Hope everyone enjoyed Chapter 3. Well, here it is! Chapter 4. YAY MORE PLOT~!
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A young raven haired woman was stirring in her bed; she let out a tired sigh and rose from her sleeping position. The sun wasn't there but she had a habit of waking up early, it was in her blood. She fluttered her eyes open, stretched, and let go of a shaky breath. What was this dream about? I am a grown woman; I shouldn't have nightmares about monsters and flesh eating humans, Zombies. She was confused, but quickly shrugged it away and got off her bed.
The young woman was getting out of her night gown and glanced at her digital alarm clock, five a.m. She took a clean outfit, underclothes, and left the room, making her way to her bathroom. Entering the bathroom, she flipped the switch, letting the light flood the room. She dropped the outfit on the floor, went to the bathtub.
Before entering the tub, she stared at her naked form in front of the mirror door, seeing scars everywhere. These scars, they remind me of everything I've been through; the pain, the sadness, the hate and the want to kill... In the end, why did I learn everything that I learned? It was wasted. The skills I have are all being used for the "Good" of this society. This country took away my family, executed them, and I was left in the care of an orphanage. I already knew all the fundamentals of the job my parents did. I kept it all inside and now here I am: the second-in-command of the "S.T.A.R. . Whatever, there is no point dwelling in my past anymore. I still hate my life. I should be an assassin or a spy, not a damn cop! Every morning was the same, those same negative thoughts emerging from her in the morning and she was like a broken record.
The woman had a blank stare, but her eyes were full of sadness. She took a deep breath and she accessed her tub. Setting the water at cold, she flipped the switch for the shower head. The cold, pure transparent liquid rained on her, harsh cold water against her heated body.
She shivered for a second, and then got used to the shock of the difference of temperature. She was now fully awake, cleansing herself while meditating before heading to work.
After ten minutes, she got out, took her towel, and patted herself dry. She then dressed herself with her underclothes, then her outfit that was composed of a black tank top and black combat pants. She got out of the room then made her way down the stairs leading to the foyer. As soon as she got there, she stretched and started meditating some more, pushing away all her negativity and replaced them by positive and bright thoughts. Then she started her daily training. It was five until six as the phone rang. What the? It's not even six a.m.
She got up, went to the phone, and picked it up. "Hello? Cynthia speaking." She was surprised when she heard who it was. "Hello, Miss Hirano, its Albert Wesker." The man spoke tiredly. "Captain, how may I help you this morning?" she replied, her voice clear and vibrant.
The blond was surprised by the fact she was already fully awake. "I wanted to know if you could take over today, I have some things to do and I can't be present… Also, as thanks for his help, I gave Christopher Redfield a holiday." She happily responded, "of course and I will do my job diligently, Sir! Please take all the time you need to recover." Hmm, the rumor's true, Mister Redfield had gone to assist the boss for the last few days. Alright, I won't say anything today. I am still curious about all of this. But I won't ask. It's none of my business.
Albert was really curious and asked, "Why you are already up so early in the morning?" Cynthia answered without hesitating, "I rise up early because I like to meditate and I always train in the morning. I was brought up like that, Captain. Well Sir, if there is nothing else to be said, I will be hanging up now. I still need to make breakfast before leaving the house."
Wesker replied curtly, "Oh, of course. I am sorry to have disturbed you and thank you again, good day to you." I am quite happy to have her as a right-hand; she is quite competent, sad to say she will die. What a shame. Wesker thought while he waited for her to say something.
The young woman replied, "it was no disturbance, good day to you, Sir." She hung up the phone, trained a little more, and then she went to the kitchen. After eating her breakfast, she got out the house and made her way to her car.
While Cynthia went towards the R.P.D, a sore Wesker made his way to the kitchen to make some coffee. I hope everything is going to be okay at the R.P.D., actually I shouldn't even worry. She is more than capable and her skills are unrivalled when it came down to leading. Wesker was now boiling the water and went back to his thoughts.
The blond man blinked, exhaled, and rubbed his eyes. He was still exhausted. He did push my buttons right. So what should I do today? I should probably plan for Arklay Mountains. I won't bring Chris to the Arklay lab, even if Birkin is a 'friend', I can't trust him. Anyway, whenever Umbrella is involved, there are always unexpected events that happen. This is too dangerous; I will not let him come with me.
He took two cups, put instant coffee in them with some sugar, and poured water in one of them. He took a whiff and grimaced, I wonder why I have normal quality coffee. I always buy it, but it's too early and I am too strained to go outside. He moved to the fridge to get milk, poured some in, and then he mixed the liquid with a spoon that he laid on the table before he called Hirano.
He moved from the kitchen in his black boxers till he got to the big windows in the foyer. He had brought a black chair near the window that he sat on and crossed his legs. He was looking at the dark sky that was getting lighter by the minute. He sipped his coffee and relaxed enjoying the taste of caffeine. No matter how cheap the coffee is, the taste of caffeine is the same.
Suddenly strong arms slipped around his waist and he received a kiss on the cheek. "Good morning Wesker," Chris said while he rested his chin on Wesker's un-gelled hair. Wesker smiled at the brunet's warm presence. He closed his eyes and breathed in his smell. "Good morning Chris," Wesker replied as he brought his hands on top of Chris's and smiled. As long as this man is breathing and he is near me, I need no one else. This city and everyone in it can die for all I care.
"Do you want coffee, Chris? There is a cup in the kitchen. You just need to pour the water in it," Wesker spoke in a dopey tone. The brunet brought his head next to the blonde's, leaned against it and said, "that is a good idea, thank you for making it. I appreciate it." Before going back to the kitchen, Chris gently placed a kiss on Wesker's neck, releasing him, and started heading towards his cup of coffee.
Wesker immediately missed the younger man's warmth. He checked his hands and smiled, maybe this change in attitude is good. He was no longer a cold man, his heart was beating for someone and he didn't feel bothered by it. He never thought it could have been possible until now. He got up and went to the kitchen to see his lover.
As Hirano arrived into the parking lot, she saw Barry. Well, guess I won't be alone like usual, not that I mind. She parked herself near the entrance, got out the car and made her way to the 'S.T.A.R.S.' office. She opened the door leading to the office and was greeted by a grinning Barry. "Hello ma'am!"
His grin was contagious because she answered smiling as well, "Good morning Barry and please, no formality! You are older than me." Barry was a good man and she was happy that it was him and not Forest or Vickers or Frost. It's too early in the morning to listen to their topics which mainly is composed of ass, boobs and guns.
She started talking, "Well, I am going to get a coff-", the door opened and chief Irons stood there, imposing as ever. "Where is your captain, Miss Hirano?" He asked in a rush. The lady closed her eyes and responded, "I am taking over for today, he called me this morning asking for me to replace him for the day, so how may I help you with chief Irons?"
Chief Irons muttered something under his breath and stared at her. "Please follow me; I need to discuss something with you." He went on his way to his office. She turned her head towards Barry and said, "I guess the coffee will wait. I'll be back in a moment." I wonder what happened. She marched hurriedly towards the chief's office. Barry went ahead to the cafeteria and got himself and Hirano's coffee.
She opened the door of Irons's office, entered, then closed it. "How may I help you, Sir?" she asked professionally. "There was a particular murder yesterday," he answered. Naturally, she frowned at what he just told her. "There was a murder?" Do you have any details?" she asked.
Chief Iron handed her a file. "Please read this, I want you to get to the bottom of this." Chief Irons had said, concluding their meeting. "I understand. I will see what I can find Sir." She took the file and left his office, then rushed to her office. She got in and saw the entire "S.T.A.R.S." team, aside from Redfield and Wesker.
Cynthia went to her desk and dropped the file. She saw the coffee and smiled, took a sip, and said hello to everyone. It announced that today they were going to work on reports. She sighed when she heard them whine at what had to be done. "Look, let me read this file first. I'll see what we will do after, promise! " she said, hoping it will motivate everyone. She smiled when everyone said, "fine, fine".
Wesker and Chris talked about various things while leaning on a counter. Chris wanted to ask about Umbrella's secret for a while, so he spoke up and asked, "Wesker, can I know about the truth behind Umbrella?"
Wesker stared deeply in the brunet's eyes. "You won't tell anything to anyone, right?" the blond man interrogated. Chris smiled and replied, "Of course not. If I betray you, you will have to ... terminate me... I won't say anything to anyone, I promise!" The blond man was surprised by what the brunet said. He knew what to expect if he were to betray him. "I know you won't say anything. Chris, you know you have my complete trust. So to answer your question: Umbrella is a cover. Umbrella might create pharmaceutical products that work for various diseases but they also work on shadier projects," Wesker replied.
"What kind of shady work?" Chris couldn't help but ask. Wesker smiled at his curiosity and said, "They made a virus out of Ebola. With that new strain, they created B.O.W.s. Umbrella was created to pose as a pharmaceutical company."
Chris's eyes widened and spoke, "B.O.W.s?! I thought that only existed in movies, but they were able to make Bio Organic Weapons? They are totally breaking the law. That's pretty crazy. So Umbrella is part of a conspiracy. Does the city know about all of this?" Chris asked. Wesker nodded slowly at Chris. "The mayor does know about all of this and allowed it; he is being paid a lot by Umbrella to keep his mouth shut. Even Chief Irons is paid a lot by one of the researchers."
Chris frowned as he processed everything he was hearing and sighed a breath of relief. "Good thing my sister isn't here. She wouldn't be safe." Wesker arched a brow and asked,"Why is that?" Chris replied briskly, "Well if Umbrella messed up and there is a spill, I wouldn't want to my sister to get any of the diseases they create."
Wesker smiled and responded, "Indeed, you are quite right. They aren't really ethical either. Before I forget, I will tell you this as well: They test on anything from small animals to human beings. For you to follow me...You will have to sacrifice your soul Chris. Are you ready for this?" Wesker inquired, bringing his hand to smoothly caress Chris's face. Chris leaned onto it and observed the older man while saying, "You already have my soul. My love for you blinds everything. Be it ugly or beautiful, nothing matters as long as you are here with me."
Chris took Wesker's hand, brought it to his lips while closing his eyes, and kissed his palm. "I am yours to keep Wesker and I already promised you that I'd stay with you forever." Wesker's eyes widened at Chris's display of love. The blond man blushed, grabbed Chris, and heaved him up to make him sit on the counter. Chris wrapped his legs around Wesker and wrapped his arms around the blonde's neck. Chris stared at him and smiled. They lovingly kissed each other, enjoying each other's presence.
The second-in-command was reading the document the Chief gave her, instead of Albert. What the hell? A body found in the outskirts of Raccoon city in the Victoria Lake District. The body was mutilated. It had bite marks, torn off limbs, and judging from this photo, the person was frightened. Pure fear was carved in his face. This is pretty disturbing; could it be a wild animal? It can't be a cannibal right? A religious sect maybe… She really didn't have enough grounds to actually start off the investigation. I guess this call's for a brainstorming.
She got up and spoke, "Okay, everyone! Attention!" Everyone looked at her curiously. Forest asked, "Oh, is something up? Are we going to go outside and patrol? Or train?" The raven haired woman shook her head, making her hair sway around. "Sorry, we are not doing that." Forest grimaced and she made a shy smile. "I just received a file with a picture, please pass it around. I'll read the report out loud to you all. I want to do a brainstorming. The more heads we have thinking about this, the easier this will be to figure out." They were passing the picture around and the 'Captain' heard grunts of disgust all around.
Everyone looked at her for an explanation and she read the file. "On the night of May first, a mutilated body was found on the outskirts of Raccoon's Victoria Lake District. Half of the face was torn off, one leg was taken away, and the heart was half eaten. This man was reported to be missing two days ago. End of the report. I don't know what to think of this. I think everyone noticed the fear that the victims face showed? What are your thoughts on this?" she asked.
Everyone was puzzled at this. They understood what happened, but it was so weird and eerie. Rebecca couldn't say anything, there were no symptoms and she was a medic. If she had no scientific facts, she couldn't do anything. Jill thought of something and spoke, "maybe a religious cult? They have to eat human flesh to have powers or what's not."
"Good guess Valentine. I thought about that too, but it seems too farfetched. It was the best explanation I came up with myself." 'The boss' retorted. Barry spoke, "could it be a wild animal? But I have to say, that I never saw an animal that violent. So I doubt this hypothesis." Then Frost and Forrest were laughing on their little corner, "maybe it's like…Zombies…ppfftt…" The two grown men cracked up. "This is serious! Seriously... Zombies…whatever…" The young woman reprimanded them by giving them Wesker's and Redfield's share of the reports to do. "Aww! Fuck me, man! This is your fault Forest!" Joseph whined. "Oh! Fuck off, Frost! You found the idea funny too!" Forest retorted.
The rest of the team laughed at the two who were bickering. The phone rang and Jill went towards it to answer it. The raven haired woman looked out the window in thought. I wish our lives could continue on like this forever. When I leave this place; I'll miss these moments. She took a small breath and softly smiled at the sky hoping for the future; wanting it to be bright for each and everyone in this room and in this city.
While the S.T.A.R.S. was trying to find out more about their current case, the two lovers passed the day together planning for the Spencer estate. "Alright, so I know the place by heart. Chris, all you have to do is deceive whoever makes it to the mansion. Then you come to find me and we'll go to the underground lab together." Wesker confidently said. "And what then? We get the documents; activate the self-destruct sequence and leave?" Chris asked. The plan seems easy enough. I still feel bad for everyone though. Chris frowned at the thought of betraying his team. He was righteous six days ago. A virtual knight in white armour screaming "JUSTICE" at every turn. But since he met Wesker, his priorities changed. He didn't care about doing the right thing or the world anymore.
"Chris? What is it? Is something wrong?" Wesker asked worried. Chris snapped out of his trance, smiled, and shook his head. "I am fine, don't worry." Wesker observed him; you are a terrible liar, dear heart. He might feel a tinge of regret of betraying everyone, but he's strong enough to acknowledge everything I told him. I know he won't betray me.
"Oh Wesker, I need to go to my apartment. I'll be back in two hours or so. I want to get some of my personal belongings." Chris said while heading towards the bedroom and started to get dressed. Wesker followed him inside.
"Sure, I'll see you in a while then Chris. Take care and be careful," Wesker replied as he moved towards the bed and laid on it. "I am going to take a nap, so take my keys. They are in my combat pants. I am not planning to get out the condo today," Wesker replied.
Chris smiled and walked towards Wesker. He bent down and kissed his cheek. "I'll be home soon and I'll see you in a bit." Chris said as he made his way to the door. He opened it and walked out the condo. Then he closed the door and locked it. Chris went to his car and left the underground parking lot going towards his apartment.
The blond man was falling fast asleep as he thought of one particular word, 'Home'... He fell asleep smiling at the fact Chris felt at home with him.
A/N: Thank you for reading! Feel free to Review or not.
Yea I know, I destroyed Righteous Chris, LOL~!
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