A Forgotten Cause

Trouble

3 Days Later…

(Chris's Point of View)

That bastard… Chris thought as he paced his apartment. He tried to locate his sister but had no luck, "I should have never allowed her to go on the mission…"

Jill walked down the stairs, saw Chris all worked up about his sister getting taken, "Chris calm down, acting like this won't help save Claire or help bring her home sooner. You need to rest, before you wind up doing more damage. Not resting will stop you from saving Claire."

"I can't rest Jill, not till I find her and kill Wesker." He said.

Jill sighs, "He will kill you before you have a chance if you do not rest Chris."

Chris sighs, nodding, "You're right, I guess I should. I need to be at my best to save Claire." Jill nods as Chris decided to rest on the couch. Jill begins to think of ways to save Claire; she was awake and had slept through the night.

(Claire's Point of View)

Claire slowly woke up. Opening her eyes, she finds herself being blinded by the room she was in. The room was all white and the lighting makes the room really bright. The room she was in looked like some sort of lab. As Claire looked around, she could tell that it was indeed a lab. Claire closed her eyes, remembering what happened on the mission she was sent on, the plane and her brother was boarding, the tyrant being on said plane, and getting captured by said tyrant.

"Oh good you're awake, now we can begin," Wesker smiled.

"What do you want Wesker?" Claire growled.

She noticed as he rolled his eyes, as he said, "Your brother six feet under." She instantly narrowed her eyes at him. The movement was too quick for her to see, as she felt a hand wrap around her throat. "I will only say this once. You are not a guest, you are a prisoner. You will listen and do as I say, when I say it. You will only be unchained if I trust that you will not attempt to escape. You will not disrespect me. Break any of these rules and you will be punished. Do I make myself clear Miss Redfield?" She turned her head away, not answering his question. Wesker's grip tightened, "I said do I make myself clear?" She quickly nodded. She shortly felt the pressure lift, and she breathed, though it hurt. Claire stayed quiet, scared of what will come. Chris… please hurry… She thought. Wesker smirked at all the possibilities ran through his head.

(Wesker's Point of View)

Wesker smirked at the girl, lying on the cot. He captured the girl, to piss her brother off, and cause him to be distracted. He plans to leave for England soon, to deal with an old enemy of his, Ozwell E. Spencer. He thinks of bringing the younger Redfield with him, so he can keep an eye on her, but she will only get in the way. Only way she wouldn't, if she did come, was to keep her sedated and chained into a hotel room, but then room service will probably clean up the room. He thought back when he first saw the girl, on Rockfort Island and on Antarctica. He always wound up thinking of her, throughout all the years. Noticing she was waking up, he smiled, thinking, time to have some fun. "Oh good you're awake, now we can begin."

"What do you want Wesker?" Claire growled.

Wesker chuckled at the growl and rolled his eyes. Although he hated repeating himself, he had fun messing with the siblings, "Your brother six feet under." He noticed that her eyes narrowed at him. In a quick movement, he had his hand wrapped around her throat. "I will only say this once. You are not a guest, you are a prisoner. You will listen and do as I say, when I say it. You will only be unchained if I trust that you will not attempt to escape. You will not disrespect me. Break any of these rules and you will be punished. Do I make myself clear Miss Redfield?" When she didn't answer, his grip tightened. Finally, receiving a nod from her, he let go. He smirked at the fact, of everything that he could do to her, all the possibilities.