Chapter: 2
The Mighty Have Fallen
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"Chris, I want to help." Claire stated once they got to Claire's apartment.
"What do you mean?" Chris asked, eye brow arched, putting his car in parking.
"I want to help take down Umbrella." A look of determination in Claire's eyes.
"Claire I don't know..." Chris said, hesitation clearly in his voice.
"Chris, I don't want to stay on the side lines and watch. I want to help."
Pondering on the suggestion, the older Redfield stayed quiet.
"Chris..." Claire pleaded.
"I'll think about it." Chris smiled at Claire. "Go inside now, it's getting dark."
"Protective as always." Claire commented, flashing a cheeky grin, exiting the car.
"Stay safe!" Chris said when he saw her open the door to her apartment.
"Goodnight!" Claire said rolling her eyes closing her front door, she heard Chris's car's engine off in the distance already.
Claire's ride to places was either Chris, or the city bus; Her motorcycle suffering the same fate as millions of others in Raccoon City.
A deep sigh escaped Claire's pink lips, her eyes shifted through out her apartment, neither was it messy nor neat and organized, just right.
The coffee earlier that day gave Claire energy for just about anything. Deciding what to do was the problem.
She went to her bedroom and sat down on her cot, spotting her laptop, once used for college.
She lifted the top, the black screen begging to be light up. She pushes the power button and waited for the screen to show up. Once it did, the first thing that popped up was her email, full of all sorts of thing, seeing she hasn't touched it since coming back from her journey.
Might as well check it out while I have the time...
'Junk, trash, junk, junk, junk, jun-' stopping short, she read the email.
"Terra-save" she read out loud.
'Terra Save is a non-governmental human rights organization. Our primary function is to provide aid during bioterrorism and medical-related incidents.'
Claire smiling to herself, maybe this is just what I was looking for.
"According to the latest reports, Umbrella has been found guilty on all charges of crimes related to raccoon city incident that occurred five years ago. The prosecution has remained quiet on how they acquired such proof on Umbrella involvement and the defense plans to appeal the decisions on grounds that the evidence is not admissible in court. The Russian ministry of interior has agreed to cooperate with the FBI in finding the whereabouts of Oswell E. Spencer. Mr. Spencer has been determined to play a large part in the biohazard that contaminated raccoon city. An anonymous witness close to suspect was invaluable in providing evidence in Mr. Spencer's involvement." The news reporter reported to the citizens listening to the daily news report.
'How the mighty have fallen'
Wesker thought to himself, smirking, gloating in all he had attainted; he took down the company that he used to worship, single handedly.
"Welcome to the Umbrella Archives" the red queen spoke.
'All of umbrella's hard work, now in my hands.'
Taping his gloved fingers on the desk, he gazed up at the dozens of screens put up before him, indicating every facility known to have been owned by Umbrella.
'Soon we will met again, before this all draws to a conclusion.'
he promisingly thought; how lovely it would be to see all of his most hated, once comrades, enemies begging for their lives to be spared. First his thoughts went to the older Redfield, just thinking about him made him wrinkle his nose,his eyes flash a red in annoyance, he was a thorn to his side, that was for sure. His mind shifted to Spencer next, he did not take orders from anyone, especially from a wrinkled, venerable man. All of the surviving S.T.A.R.S members of course, for foiling his plans. Then his mind shifted to the younger Redfield. She had her part in involvement just as anyone else, but he always had a soft spot for his dear heart, but none the less, if something were to occur, it would be a shame to dispose of her, such beauty wasted for a foolish mistake.
"Mark my words dear heart, before this is over, we will met again also." He said, giving a soft smile to himself before returning to his room full of screens, every angle to his view.
TashioTears:That's what i also believe, but you never know what happens behind closed doors! He could still be a self centered guy, but not as sever. :)
Jessica: Muchas gracias! Si lo voy a siguer, esos es el mas segiuro.
May. Jebir: here's your update! :)
A/N: I didn't portray Wesker that much this chapter but in this little view I hope I met your guys standards! Please tell me your guys opinion, good or bad. :)