He is Real

Chapter 34

Warnings: Lemon, Language, Gore

*Author's Note: Ehhh, don't know what to say now.... all I can say at the moment is the usual disclaimers and such, and etc. Hm..... is that it? Oh, and I want to say thanks to those who have given this reviews, one or more and all, so thank you! I enjoy seeing what you think of this story, and it's like talking to you guys, so thank you very much for taking time to review.

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"Oh man, that was awesome!" you exclaimed as you leaned in your chair with a full stomach and an empty plate in front of you. "Luis, why didn't you tell us you can cook such heavenly food?" you asked. Luis chuckled.

"No one asked," he replied and shrugged.

"Well, I know who's going to be cooking more often," Jessica remarked and smirked towards Luis who exchanged a grin. Pongo came up beside you, barking for some food. Leon smiled, throwing him his chicken bone. Pongo caught it in a flash, plopping down and chewing on the bone. You smiled towards it.

"This is the life, food, clean clothes, a place to sleep, and no danger so far. It's actually beginning to freak me out," you said, glancing at the group.

"Let's hope it stays that way," Leon remarked, gazing at you. You gave him a reassuring smile.

"If it doesn't, we'll be ready for them," Luis said, confidence in his voice. Jessica grinned towards him with admiration.

Suddenly a faint voice was heard. You turned your head, furrowing your brow as you listened to the voice.

"Did you guys hear that?" you asked, questioning yourself.

"Hear what?" Jessica tilted her head with confusion. You shushed her by placing your finger to your lip as you listened in.

Suddenly, the faint voice was heard again, but it was much clearer then before. It sounded like a girl's voice.

"Pongo?" the voice shouted, calling for the dog's name. The dog perked his head up, starring at the oak-double entrance doors with bewilderment. The dog instantly stood up and ran towards the doors.

"Pongo!" you called to it and stood up, running right after the male dog.

"____________, wait!" Leon called out to you, trying to grab your hand but missed. Pongo ran out the door with ease to the outside. You ran after it, fearing that it might get it's self in danger if it followed the voice. You didn't know who could be the owner of it. Though the voice sounded innocent and young, you knew better then to instantly drop your guard. You ran through the doors, spotting Pongo run up towards a figure. You ran to the road and instantly stopped when you recognized the figure as a little girl. Your eyes widened.

She looked no more then seven years old with milky white skin. She had light, soft brown hair, tied up in a low braid, her short bangs brushing across her forehead. A pink bow was placed at the beginning of the braid. She wore a sleeveless white turtle neck with a white long skirt. The girl smiled as she watched Pongo run up to her. She hugged it as he licked her face affectionately. You took another step forward, not really knowing what to do. Your footstep echoed in the silent town, causing her to jerk her head up and gazed at you. Her big hazel eyes watched you fearfully as she slowly stood up.

She took slow steps back, her body shaking.

"Nao preocupe-se...(translation: don't worry...)" you spoke, assuming she lived in this village. But before you could say anything else she turned and broke into a sprint just as Leon ran to your side. You immediately ran after her.

"__________!" Leon called out to you, but you ignored him, chasing the girl in order to help her.

"Espera! Eu nao o machucarei!(Wait! I'm not going to hurt you!)" you yelled after her. But she only quickened her pace.

You could hear her steady panting, whimpering as she ran away from you. She looked over her shoulder, gazing at you.

"No! Go away! Leave me alone!" she shouted back. Your eyes widened, 'She speaks English...' She continued running as fast as she could down the road. You could hear the foot steps of the group behind you, Leon calling to you to stop.

Being as cautious as he is, he knew it wasn't safe to chase after this girl. For all you know, she could have been leading you to a trap, but you kept going. The little girl was leading you towards an area of the town where the homes were built, right beside the motel. She ran to a door of a house, trying to open it with her small hands as she began to cry.

"Wait a minute!" you shouted but she ran inside, slamming the door behind her just as you reached it. You sighed as you rested your hand on the white wooden door, hearing her immediately lock it.

"Leave me alone!" you heard her yell from the inside. You slid your hand down the door before hearing Leon running up to you, grabbing your arm and pulling you away from the door.

"What-"

Leon instantly cut you, "Don't run off like that, she might be one of Rivera's puppets," he scowled at the door. You frowned.

"She spoke English..." you whispered to him, looking back at the door. He turned to you with a puzzled expression.

"What?" he asked.

"She speaks English," you repeated firmly before placing your hand on his wrist, his hand still holding your arm. Gently, he let you go. Slowly you walked your back towards the door.

"What's going on?" Jessica asked, reaching Leon's side with Luis close by her. You brought your fist to the door, knocking a few times. You heard a small whimper come from the inside, from the opposite side of the door.

"It's okay, we're not here to hurt you," you spoke up, hoping she heard you.

"Go away!" she shouted.

"I know you're scared, but we're the good guys. We're running from the bad people, too," you replied, listening for a reply but there was none. You decided to continue. "We're here to help."

"How do I know?" she retorted, you could hear her voice cracking, trying to bring up as much courage as she could muster.

"Because I wouldn't be talking to you like this. Me and my friends came here to hide for a while. We aren't here to hurt you. We can help you, help find your family," you said.

"You can't..." she said lowly, "my family isn't here. I came here alone to visit my grandmamma."

"Oh, so you're on vacation? I am too. I came from Canada, where did you come from?"

"A-America," she stuttered.

"I have a friend here who's American, too, he's a government agent. He's here to help us along with his partner who use to be a cop. So, please open the door."

"I...I don't know..." she whispered.

"You can trust us, we won't do anything bad to you, and we're the good guys, like the heroes." You waited for a bit, only hearing silence. A minute passed by and you were beginning to doubt that she would open the door. You looked over at Leon, who placed his hand on your shoulder, reassuringly that you did the best you could. Suddenly, the door slowly opened slightly, only exposing the face of the little girl who was looking up to you. You smiled sweetly, bending down to her level.

"My name is ___________, what's your name?" you asked softly, trying to make her comfortable.

"I'm...my n-name is Emily," she replied, looking at you, then to the three behind you.

"These are my friends, Leon, Jessica, and Luis," you said. She blushed, shyly pulling her face slightly back inside. "Emily, we want to ask you a few questions, okay? But we can't ask you if you don't come out or let us in."

"O-Okay," she said, slowly opening the door wide.

"Thank you, sweet heart," you replied, standing up and walking in.

"Follow me," Emily smiled shyly, hugging Pongo when he suddenly ran in. Emily led the way through the long narrow hall, turning to the left of a clean living room. The house looked as if untouched. You took Leon's hand, bringing him with you as you entered the room. Emily was already sitting on a small peach couch with Pongo sitting beside her. The four of you took a seat on the large couch across from it.

"Pongo is your doggy?" Jessica asked the little girl nicely. She smiled and blushed as she nodded her head.

"He was my grandmamma's," she replied, petting the dog.

"Where did your grandmamma go?" you asked. She immediately frowned.

"I don't know...she was always nice to me but she was scary. Everyone became scary when a big, icky bug came into the town," she answered, lowering her gaze.

"The Las Plagas," Luis whispered.

"Did the people in this village hurt you?" Jessica asked. Emily shook her head.

"I ran and hid in my room, until the noises go away," she said.

"Is there anybody in this town?" Leon asked.

"Nope, they all gone."

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*Author's Note: To be honest; I don't really like that Emily girl. Plainly, I just don't like children, so I don't like her very much.... -_-' I think 'you' give her more attention than 'you' give Leon.... and you call her sweet heart..... ugh....