If only they knew
Summary: 8 Years ago, on a vacation to Raccoon City, Leon S. Kennedy met Claire Redfield and her brother Chris. Little did he know that, he and Claire would soon meet again, under the worst circumstances.
Loosely Based Around Resident Evil 2.
Now after the event's can life ever be the same?
I don't own anything.
Previously:"Well it's time to go!" Jill stood at the dock's edge. Chris stood in the small motorized boat, and Jill jumped in on his command. Speeding away under the cover of darkness, they had no idea what was about to unfold.
"What do you think Wesker has in store for us?" Jill was checking the ammo, the moon was casting ghostly shadows which the two felt were eerily familiar.
"He knows that were not amateurs in this field. So I wouldn't get your hopes up too much. I mean it's not gonna be a tropical paradise, with personal slaves, is it?" Chris said laughing. Jill stayed silent, looking across the waves. " I can see it, so clearly…" She moved her arms out.
"A box, a black box, with a note inside-" Chris moved to her side. Shaking her by her shoulders.
"Jill, whats wrong?!"
"He's found us…. He's got us in his little game, theirs no turning back. Chris-" Jill opened her eyes, they were now a vibrant red. Her hands locked against Chris's neck. "- I will kill you!" Her voice was overshadowed by a male growl.
Wesker! What has he done?
Jill coughed, her grip weakened for a second before she screamed. She released her grip and fell into the dark water.
"Jill!" Chris coughed, ignoring his need for air he dived in after her.
At the hospital.
"Leon, are you…okay?" Claire struggled the words from her mouth, her convulsions becoming more violent every minute.
"Something's very wrong, can't you sense it?" He tensed his arms, rubbing his forehead.
"Do you need to rest, you can use the couch if you want." Rebecca moved the antibiotics and folders from the seat and crammed them on her cluttered desk.
"Yeah it's probably nothing.." He assured himself before drifting into a deep sleep.
Back on the boat.
Chris came up for breath holding Jill. He looked around, the boat had disappeared.
The engine!
"Damn it!" Chris shouted. Turning he spied a small island. Better than nothing.
Swimming to the shore he laid Jill onto the sand, he patted his jacket, nothing!
He searched all of the pockets in his army pants. Still nothing! Panicking he searched Jill.
She awoke to his violent movements as he was checking her vest.
"What's wrong?" She looked at Chris laying her hands on his shoulders to steady him.
"We've lost all of our weapons and ammo…" Jill stood and walked over to the rocks. A soft crunching was barely audible among the harsh waves. Chris followed her his breath stopping for a second. There amongst a pool of blood lay a decomposing body, bite marks visible in it's tinted skin.
"And it looks like we've just arrived in Caliban Cove…"
Sorry for the short chapter, and extra sorry for not updating, things have been a little hectic ^_^; but It did give me the chance to get my hair and nails done XD You wouldn't think I would be able to write about zombies and horror, and then casually change the subject to hair and make up XD and of course I now have some new shoes XDDD
Yeah but anyway I really like how this chapter ended, even though it was short
I'll shut up now!
Next Chapter: Wesker and Ada discover a deep secret that means that even they cannot control what happens in Caliban Cove.
Review Please!!!
J
