AN: Hi! Please review and tell me what you think! I suggest you listen to the songs I theme for the chapters, I think it sets the mood for the chapter.

Theme song for this chapter: Marilyn Manson: Great Big White

Chapter 2: Sadly

"Leon, you've been out of it for days, what's going on?" Questioned a worried Claire Redfield. The blond man just shook his head and stared down into his cup of coffee. He hadn't slept that well last night because of another dream that he had. Only it had been different than the others, it was as if he had been there in the room with her.

The little girl with dark hair sat in a terrifyingly dark room, staring out the bars of her cell door. No windows, no lights, no noises. She'd gotten used to this, the darkness. Her eyes adjusted to it after the second day of being in there. Leon watches from a dark corner, out of sight. The girls thoughts become pictures to him, as if seeing them in his own head.

A gray creature lays at the girls feat, laying on it's back. It looks as if it was once a woman. It's got long legs and a feminine face, small black hairs on her head, as if she had a cancer that left her mostly bald, and black beady eyes. She twists and turns and has her torn up lips parted in a silent song. Her hands touch the little girls legs, said girl simply stares at the creature in pity. Suddenly a small light appears in the room, only enough to make out more figures in the dark.

They are just like the creature at the girls feat, only one is a man dressed in black leather and has more hair that the two women at his sides. They stand there, just watching, like Leon. That is until the girl stands up and walks to the door of her prison and wraps her hands around the bars, and pulls. The bars bend, and then the door flies off the hinges. The creatures screech and dart to the girl, pulling at her dress and legs, her arms and her hair. She shoves them off of her and runs down a long hallway, much like the one from the first dream, just without blood splatters. Leon follows after her.

The girls breathing is rough and frightened as she avoids being spotted by a nurse with a cage over her head, flesh and blood dripping from the mouth area. The nurse stops her shuffling and looks around with her milky blue eyes and sniffs the air. Leon wants to go to the small girl, but he can't move until she does. His feat are like they had been glued to the ground.

The nurse moves closer to the girl and fright wells up in the agents chest. He desperately gropes for something to make some noise, to get the zombie away from the girl, but his hand goes through anything he touches like air. Luckily the girl is able to fight off the nurse and runs down the hall, making it possible for Leon to move. At the end of the hall is a shadowed figure of a man wearing a black suit and has blond hair. His arms are crossed and his features blurred. His voice floats through the room to the ears of the small girl.

"I've been kept waiting."

"I'm sorry," says the girl in her small voice. "I was waiting for an idea of how to get out of the cell."

"I did not give you super powers for nothing, girl."

"I'm sorry," she repeats.

"What is your name?"

"...Nancy. What's yours, sir?" The man at the end of the hall smirks.

"You don't have to worry about that...Nancy. You may call me father. As you are to be my heir."

AN: So, how do you like this? Was it okay? Please let me know, and I am also up for suggestions!

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