The door swung open. A silhouette of a man stood in the skinny doorway. He walked in, giving a solid, yet, slightly intoxicated chuckle. The light beamed on him. The 38-year-old had dark brown short hair with specs of grey at the sides and around the lining of his head. He possessed a full brown beard that was cut short and he held a graceful smile on his face as his dark blue eyes stared lightly. He wore a white polo shirt, in which, was messily untucked, and black slacks with dark brown loafers. In his hand, he held a brown glass bottle of Jack Daniels. The man, was of course, Eric Schor.
He chuckled again before shouting out, "Rachel! I'm back!"
Light, dashing footsteps were heard. His eyes darted to the staircase, where he saw his beautiful 5-year-old daughter, Jade Schor. Her aqua orbs lit up quickly and a surprised grin grew on her face, from ear to ear. Her dark brown hair hung down to her back and she wore her green and white pajamas. Eric placed his bottle of beer on a table.
"Daddy!" she exclaimed with pure excitement, before dashing over and leaping on him.
Eric smiled peacefully. He moved his arms under hers and lifted her up onto his hip gently. Jade wrapped her arms around his chest, tight and giggled, which made Eric's smile grow wider.
"Hey there, angel." he cooed and he stroked her soft hair.
The smell of alcohol on his breath whipped up into Jade's nose and she pulled herself away, out of her hug. She wagged her hand in front of her nose and made a disgusted sound.
"Yuck, daddy! Your breath is stinky!" she whined and poked an eyebrow at him. All Eric could do was laugh. Jade pouted at him and gave her the usual 'puppy dog' eyes. He just smiled, knowing that it wouldn't work, and placed her back down onto the floor.
"Where's mommy?" he asked and shut the front door tenderly.
Jade looked up the staircase, "Mommy's upstairs. I think she's asleep though." she replied and then darted her blue eyes back to her father. Eric looked down at her and nodded.
"Alright, now why don't you go back to bed?" he said with a soothing voice and he knelt down beside her. Jade merely nodded and kissed her father's forehead before heading back up the staircase and back to her bedroom. Eric sighed and walked into the kitchen. He flicked the switch roughly and the light had burst to the life rather quickly.
He walked over to the kitchen sink, Eric grabbed a clean glass and filled it up with cold water before downing it all. After he'd finished, he washed the cup and placed it on the side to let it dry. He then proceeded to head for the staircase and he slowly made his way up them. He saw a light coming from him and his wife's room, Rachel. He crept towards, making sure not to make any kind of noise to awaken her and he gently pushed the door open. The door made a light squeak and revealed the double bed adorned with white pillows and a black blanket which covered a figure. A feminine figure. He just smiled before slowly walking his way into the room. He kicked his shoes off and slid under the sheets beside Rachel, who was now awake.
"Eric?" her voice whispered tenderly, which sounded like music to his ears. Eric's smile widened a little.
"Hello, Rachel." his rough voice came back. Rachel twisted around in her spot with a grunt and her hazel eyes stared into his, he was clearly still quite intoxicated. Her silky black hair rested on her shoulders and the pillow, all in lovely curls. She was quite beautiful and elegant. She was only 34. Her slim body lied upon the white sheets, dressed in simple black lingerie which benefited her curves perfectly.
Eric admired her beauty. "I'm sorry." his rough voice sounded sorrowful.
Rachel furrowed her brows but she couldn't hold them there for long. Soon enough, she just smiled back at him before scooting closer to him and resting in his arms. She closed her eyes firmly.
"Do you have to work tomorrow?" her muffled voice whimpered as she pouted a little.
Eric sighed heavily, "Yeah, otherwise 'Big Boss' Derrick will get annoyed and fire me." he replied and he rolled his eyes a little.
She smiled once more. "Well, get changed.." she muttered and Eric rose a brow, "..because you stink!" she giggled and patted his chest gently. Both of Eric's eyebrows rose and he chuckled at her.
"I love you." he finally said.
"I love you too." came her voice and the air was silenced..
Hours had passed since Eric's unfortunate death. Wesker sat at the computer, scanning her hidden eyes over files and documents on the screen. He sighed grumpily to himself before looking down at the watch on his wrist. His eyes widened at the time and he shot up from his chair immediately. He plodded over to Jade's side.
Wesker narrowed his eyes a little before pulling a shining lamp over Jade's face and he studied her features. She was an adorable little girl and her skin was quite pale, like she had seen a ghost. Then again, any child would probably be pale from the horror Jade is having to survive. Well.. was. Jade's eyes flickered a little and she mumbled something indistinct, making Wesker arch a brow.
Again, she mumbled, but this time he heard.
"M-..Mo..nst...er..s.." her weak and tiny voice croaked. A sly smirk slowly grew on Wesker's face, from one ear to the other, as he stood back from her side.
Soon, her eyes opened gently, revealing large light blue orbs staring up at the harsh light. She blinked and squinted her eyes to protect them, only to see a solid face, holding a dark smirk. Her eyes widened in surprise as Wesker pushed the lamp out of her face. Wesker's smirk dropped back to a cold and stern look as he stared at the little girl through his dark shades. She gulped and gazed back at his sunglasses, a mysterious atmosphere grew upon them as the silence began.
After a few seconds or so, Jade spoke. "M-Mister, who are you?" her tiny voice asked and she tilted her head at him.
Wesker opened his mouth to reply, but instead, he glanced down at the metallic floor beside Jade's bed for a moment. Seconds passed and he looked back to the little girl.
"I am Wesker." his deep voice replied with slight amusement, "Uncle Wesker."
Sorry for a bad chapter.