The drive back home was full of jokes and Leon's attempt to dodge the questions about why he had been so late from his appointment. I mean, he should have tried to hide it better, I'm not a kid….so why not mess with him a little about it?
Once we arrive at the facility Leon's face was beet red. He passed the open fence and a guard approached him and Leon pulled out his ID. The guard waved at me when we drove past. Pulling into an empty space, he pulls his keys out and opens his door. I quickly catch up to him as he scanned his visitor pass and the monitor binged and changed to green, opening the door. We walked down the same routine pathway, down the hall, into the elevator, selected level 24, walked down another hallway, turn left, turn right, walk down yet another hallway, dodge some scientists who were working on some project, and into my room. Claire was waiting inside, sitting on my bed and watching an episode of some soap opera.
"There you are, thought you were on a tight schedule Sherry?" She looked up to Leon, noticing his neck, smirked and continued, "But that wasn't your fault you were late, now is it?" He avoided her sharp gaze and picked me up, setting me beside Claire and turned around.
"Do you want me to get you tomorrow Sherry? I've got a clear schedule tomorrow." I smiled and went to agree, but my words was covered over by a loud voice,
"She was supposed to be here thirty minutes ago! Thirty! We are losing valuable time for our tests," A familiar voice, all too familiar. The voice traveled down the hallway, coming closer and closer. "-that child is indeed a child. She must be monitored 24/7, not driving around town with some pathetic little agent trying to play the role as 'daddy'.-"Leon went to step put into the hallway, but I pulled onto his hand and he locked eyes with me. I just shook my head and mouthed silently, 'No'. The man continued, "Be sure to remove his visitor pass, and take that wild redhead's too, Sherry has to be taught a lesson. Nobody is to be allowed in. Experiments will start immediately, her school can be pushed back a few days." Claire stood up and pulled something out of her dark jean pocket, and she knelt down beside me and whispered,
"This is not your fault, we will take this to the head of this facility, or heck bring this to the government's attention in general. He is not allowed to do this to you. I won't let him." Leon nodded in agreement and he pulled out his pass, we waited as we heard his footsteps echo down the hall and stopped in front of our door. The door swiftly opened and Simmons stepped in, he was fixing the ID that clung to his white lab coat. Claire stepped in front of me, her hand pushed me back slightly, as if she was protecting me.
"Mr. Kennedy, Miss Redfield, I'm afraid that you'll have to turn in your visitor passes and leave from this facility immediately. No civilian is to be allowed entry at this time. We would appreciate your cooperation." Simmons looked down on me as if he was a hungry lion, and I was the weak little gazelle. My stomach turned. Claire walked up to him and tossed her visitor pass into his chest in an aggressive motion as she said,
"How's this for cooperation?" She shoulder checked him when she walked past, stopping at the door and she looked at me and she smiled. My mouth dropped, did she just get physical with Simmons? I wanted to give her a high-five, but I couldn't move. I could only watch as she turned the corner and walked down the hallway. Leon tossed his pass onto the small table beside me, he put his hand onto my head and messed up my hair a little.
"Be strong, we'll be back." I felt tears fighting its way to the surface, and I hug his torso, he put his hand onto my back and I released him as Simmons and Leon had a no blinking-stare contest. Simmons won as Leon followed where Claire had left. Once Leon was gone Simmons had slammed the door shut and whirled around to face me, his face was twisted and it made my stomach hurt more. He stepped closer to me, I backed up into my bed. I couldn't move, I could only wait for the inevitable.
"Now, now, Sherry, you didn't tell your little friend what you did now did you?" He whispered each word as he crept closer to me. What was he talking about? It couldn't be…Jake. "Ah, now you know what I'm talking about. You know, the head of this facility is retiring, and I'm stepping up to his position. He was the one that ordered for you to go to school, I think that you could use some time off." I pulled myself onto the bed, rolling over and standing on the opposite side of the bed from him as he continued, "I had an agent on the opposite side of the street of the school, observing, making sure you were being an obedient dog, but you had left the premises with a little boy and his mother. To a park, I mean how pathetic." I backed up against the wall and Simmons slowly walked around the bed. His eyes seemed to burn with the fire of his sick passion burning up inside him. "Leon wasn't even there on time, how unreliable of him. He didn't even play his role correctly, you had Claire waiting. Even more importantly, you had me waiting." He slipped off his lab coat and tossed it onto my bed. My eyes widened and I pushed myself hard against the wall, sliding along it until I reached the corner. I was trapped. "Come on Sherry, do speak up. I'd like to hear your excuse." I clenched my jaw, not saying a word. He shook his head, then shrugged. He broke his deadly gaze and I sighed softly, but I should have waited until he had left the room to do that. He was pressed up against me, my head hit hard on the wall, and his right hand had a tight grip of my hair. "I haven't realized how you have grown, I've been paying too much attention to your remarkable abilities." His left hand was on my shoulder, and he slid it down to my side.
"You're calling me pathetic, you pig." I mumbled, I couldn't really get out much else because his cheek was pressed so hard against my own. He tugged on my hair and I yelped, my neck was exposed and I could feel his hot breath on me. My stomach seemed to drop, and I wanted so much to just fall through the wall, getting away from this thing. Simmons growled but stopped when we heard over the speaker,
"Birkin experiment 008542 will start in two minutes. Please report to room 6626." Simmons pushed himself off of me, and fled the room. Standing there for a moment, trying to control the tears. Having failed I slid down the wall until I was sitting on the ground, hovering over my legs. My head ached and my vision was blurry.
I need to get out of here.
Pulling myself off of the ground I hurry to the door. Peeking around the hallway, the left was empty, the right had two people walking down but their backs were facing me. Go. I quickly step out into the hallway, taking a left and making a straight shot for the elevator. Pressing the arrow pointing down I wait anxiously for the elevator to open. Looking back I see a scientist walking out into the opening, talking to a guard. The scientist glanced towards me, looked back to the guard, then back to me again. He pointed, finally realizing what he was seeing and he shouted,
"Get the girl!" I heard the elevator door open behind me and I stepped backwards and pressed the first button, which would take me to the ground floor. The door began to close in front of me as the guard ran, trying to reach me before it closed. Luckily for me it shut right in his face, hearing a loud bang against the opposite side I assume that he ran right into the elevator. I lost my balance when the elevator kick-started, this doesn't feel very safe. Looking up into the corner I see where the cameras were placed, small projections were placed into the elevator, to monitor for events such as this. I see Simmons running right to the elevator door on the first floor. Adrenaline was pulsing through my veins, I was going to get caught. What would they do to me then? I didn't want to think about it, instead I slammed my clenched fist over the emergency stop button. Stopping the elevator completely, I was on the first floor. I could hear Simmons yelling from the other side, telling the guards they need to open the door. Now what do I do? I watched enough movies to know what to do next, I look up and sure enough there was a small hatch that I could climb through. Letting my instinct take over I step onto the railing that was wrapped around the elevator, (why would they even have that there anyway? Oh well, it's helping me!) and pulled myself up by pressing my hands on the corners and pulling the rest of my body onto this tiny railing. Pushing the hatch open I jump off the railing and I land with an oof, my arms on the top of elevator, the rest of my body was dangling in mid-air.
"Open it now you fool!" Simmons shouted. I looked down behind my shoulder to see the elevator slowly open. Move, Sherry! I grab onto the sharp edge of the elevator and pull myself up, kicking the whole time. When I went to pull my right foot out a guard had grabbed ahold of my ankle. Turning around I kick hard with the foot I had free, connecting his nose the guard cries out, letting go of me and holding onto his now blooded face. Simmons cursed as I started climbing up the ladder that was made into the wall in case of power shut down or fires.
I climbed up the ladder quickly, and stepped onto the edge that held the door for the second floor. My left hand was bleeding from where I had grabbed onto the sharp edge, but that didn't stop me. Placed my hands onto the middle lining of the elevator I attempt to pry it apart. No good.
"Come on, try again!"
"What?" I looked around, who said that? Am I hearing things? I breathe out slowly, ignoring what I just heard and tried again. My left hand was on fire but I opened to door slightly, and slipped through, falling onto the cold floor. Blood was all over the floor, I must have a deeper wound, all of my slighter cuts healed instantly. Putting my hands in front of me I push myself off of the ground and run down the hallway as I heard Simmons call out,
"Guard the stairs, she is not leaving!" Hearing that I fly past the door that led to the stairs, instead I find myself in a room. Door locked and scanning for an escape. There really wasn't any options, the window seemed to be the only way out. I ran to it, trying to open it. There was no way to open it, no locks and it didn't appear to be a slide window. Crap.
"Look around." There it was again! Is that my conscience, or was somebody actually helping me. If it was an actual person, wouldn't I see them? Maybe I'm going insane.
Deciding to listen to my crazy self, I scanned the room again. A chair sat in the middle of the room, and a light bulb turned on in my head. Grabbing the arm of the chair I use all of my strength to throw it at the window, shattering it. The door knob started to turn and then I heard several people banging on the door. They know I'm here.
"Go, now!" I stepped onto the ledge, and made a leap of faith to the nearby tree. Trying to grab ahold of the closest limb, I land on it instead. My stomach made contact, making me lose my breath, then I slipped off of the limb and landed hard on to the ground on my back, losing all the rest of my breath I had in just a few seconds.
I looked up to the sky, recalling what I had just done not too long ago with Jake and his mother. I wish I would have told him about me, why I had to leave. He deserved that much. He deserved a friend, someone to be there for him, someone to listen to his problems, and protect him. I wished I could have listened to another one of Ms. Muller's pieces. I wish I could see Jake's soft smile one more time.
I hope Piers can figure out his problem with Helena, I could see them as a very good couple if they work at it. I hoped she didn't hate me, along with her sister.
What about Leon and Claire? Would I even get to see them? No, Simmons wouldn't allow it. Not after what I just pulled.
I wouldn't be allowed to see the light of day ever again.
"Well look what we got here," I was still gasping for air, but I knew it was Simmons who was coming closer to me. "It seems little Sherry has fallen, and look at all of that blood. You made a real mess of yourself young lady." I tried to get up, but my body wouldn't let me. I just laid there as Simmons approached me, his lip curled as he said, "Let's just make sure this doesn't happen again."
"I couldn't agree more, Simmons." Simmons whirled around and I looked towards the same direction. A woman wearing a black skirt, and a red dress shirt was standing a short distance away, some sort of strange looking gun was in her hand. I couldn't really tell what from this far.
"What are you doing here?" Simmons asked. The woman took a step closer in her red heels, and she smirked and replied smoothly,
"I could ask you the same thing. But I didn't come here for conversation." She pushed away her jet black hair with her left hand, and she let her other hand holding the gun down to her side.
"But- you-?" Simmons stuttered as I finally got some air into my lungs. Rolling onto my side I cough ferociously.
"Now, now Simmons," The woman mocked," –it seems to me that you can't play nice. So I'm going to be taking your toy and be on my way."
"What? You mean-"The woman ran towards him and he took a step back, startled and he covered his face and he ducked. The woman in red just jumped over him and slowed down once she reached me. "No time to waste Sherry." She grabbed ahold of my arm and literally threw me onto her shoulder. "Nice try Simmons, but this is over." Pulling her gun out I have a closer look at it, it was some sort of modified grapple gun. She pointed to the top of the building and pulled the trigger. Simmons called out something, but I couldn't tell what because we were already pulled up and the woman tossed me onto the building as she did a front flip to land safely. I stumble to my feet as the woman stepped closer to me,
'"Who…who are you? What do you want?" She tossed her grapple gun into her other hand, and she extends her right hand as she spoke softly,
"My name is Ada Wong." I looked at her hand and she continued, "I'm a friend of Leon's." I shook her hand and she asked, "Tell me, are you afraid of heights?"
"No, I don't think so. Never really had the chance to be scared of heights." She smirked again and she pulled me along. "Ada, where are we going?"
"Taking you to Leon's, now you have to run with me when I count to three. Alright?" I nodded and she started walking, holding my hand at the same time. "Okay. One. Two…" I braced myself for her three, but instead she yanked me along and ran off of the edge, pulling me with her. She had her grapple gun aimed at another building, and pulled the trigger.
"I thought you said three!" I shouted as we swung from building to building. Free falling in between buildings as she shot to the next, each time it pulled at my arm.
"I lied." She replied, looking up to her face her brown eyes shined.
"You're not giving the best impression right now, you could even be lying about Leon!"
"Hah, sure wish I was sweetheart."
Once we arrived at Leon's apartment, well the roof of his apartment Ada let go of my hand and she jumped onto his balcony and beckoned for me to follow her. She caught me and she pushed the side door.
"I can't believe Leon would leave his slide door unlocked." I whispered. Ada smiled and she let me walk in first. Claire had been to Leon's place before, and she was right when she said it wasn't anything special. There was a black couch in the living room, and a small T.V. sitting on a tiny wooden table. The floor was carpet, and it was also black. From the thin lining of dust, I'd say either Leon isn't here often or he never cleans. Ada had picked up a phone off of the counter and she put it up to her ear.
"Hello Leon, come home will you? I have something I want you to see." She glanced towards me and paused as he replied. She chuckled and I tilted my head. "No, but good guess. I had some free time and looked into what you mentioned to me earlier today. Let's say Simmons is going to find himself another occupation." She paused again as Leon replied, but I was too far away to hear what exactly. "See you then." She hung up and tossed the phone back on the counter. "He'll be here soon."
"Ada…was that you who was talking to me back in the facility?" She walked past me and sat down on the couch.
"Yes." I sit down beside her and she frowns. "Don't worry, Leon will make sure you are taken care of. Simmons will never touch you again." I looked down to my hands that were laid upon my legs, my hand was completely healed. My fingers were twiddling around each other.
"He didn't know you did this, you did this on your own. Thank you." Ada remained silent, and we both turned our gazes to the door turning. Leon and Claire busted through and Claire hugged me tightly,
"Oh Sherry!" Leon knelt down in front of me as Claire released me. Ada stood up and walked into the kitchen as Leon asked,
"What happened? Did he hurt you?" I told him and Claire the whole story after they left and Claire had placed her hand over her mouth. Leon's face was unreadable. We sat in silence until Ada spoke up,
"Take him to court and claim Sherry as your own. Then take her as far away from Simmons as possible." Leon looked up and Ada opened the slide door as she continued, "I'll see you guys around. I have a few things to take care of." Pulling out her grapple gun she disappeared once again. Claire had closed the door and she turned around, her eyes were filled with anger, but it didn't frighten me on bit.
"Let's take this son of a bitch down."
A/N: This is where I'm ending this chapter. The next one is going to be REALLY long. Please leave a review, and you're welcome to give suggestions. Well I hoped you liked it! I think I'm going to skip ahead to the events of RE6 in the next chapter..
