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Authoress' Note: (Please READ) Thank you dear readers for reading this fic and your lovely reviews! As I have mentioned in the summary, this was inspired by 1wingangel's fic: Resident Evil 4: Real Life Edition! Truly an amazing fic and you should read it before reading mine.

1wingangel and Nicole this fic is for you! Enjoy!!

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Resident Evil 4: A Fangirl's Dream Come True

Chapter One: Chattin' With Saddler and Krauser

My mind awoke but my body still needed a little more time to recover. I could hear a couple of men's voices talking right near me. I recognized both right away and keep still, listening intently to their "private" conversation.

"She's not the President's daughter but she'll serve the purpose just as well."

Ladies and gentlemen, I give you Jack "Ass" Krauser! (A/N: He's pretty cool but not as cool as Wesker!)

"And exactly how are you so sure about this? She is merely a weak American girl with no great title but the average college student. Your government will do nothing to find her, she is of no use to me..."

Yet, you decided to inject me with your crappy parasite anyway.

"Not for a while, anyway. They'll scour her hometown for at least a few days before they find anything that may lead them way out here. By that time, she's already home in bed with a full grown Plagas snuggled in her body. Besides, if I had went for the President's daughter as planned it'll bring the government here that much more quickly."

"...You are intellgent for an American, Krauser. I will accept her and you have my trust...for now. Take heed, my friend, my trust is not something that you should betray."

Now I feel like freaking out for two things. One, I'm scared to see what's going on. Two, I'm excited to know I'll be taking on the role of Ashley. What does she do again, other than doing nothing to help? Let's see, she screams, hides, ducks, throws lamps, struggles...gets carried off, and crawls around in dark, claustraphobic areas. Oh, and die if you so much as shoot in her general direction! I'm going to have so much fun doing all that...if I was Ashley. Thank God, I'm not her. I'll help Leon in ways that Ashley didn't bother to do in the game!

"You don't need to worry. I already understand and fully accept the consequences should I fail, Lord Saddler."

Wow, that's a load of bullshit that you're feeding to Saddler.

I couldn't help but giggle at that point as I lifted my head and cracked a grin. Apparently, I surprised them both when they stared at me in...uh..well...surprise. I looked around, trying to figure out exactly where in the villiage I'm at right now. I know for certain that I'm not at the church yet. I tried to think how long it would take for...Leon...(dreamy sigh) to find me and start kicking some ass. Everything's in place and all is going according to the story so far, so I hope that the government sends Leon Scott Kennedy to come and save the day.

This is so cool!

Osmond Saddler is standing over to my right. Wow, the guy is damn tall! And Jack Krauser is over to my left, glaring at me for some reason. Ah, that's right, I giggled at his cute little speech and if I'm not careful I could wind up dead. But I'm not going think about that, it's only going depress me. Now what to do before Leon gets here? I'm tied to cheap chair somewhere in Spain and it'll be hours before the hero of the game will arrive. Only one solution to the problem.

Make small talk.

"Osmond Saddler and Jack Krauser," I replied brightly yet with a hint a sarcasm.

"Ah, you have awoken!" Saddler greeted somewhat warmly. "How are you feeling, Miss...?"

"Rally." I tried not to think about it, it may scar me for life. I could see it now- I'm scarred for life because evil bad guy plays nice to "guests." Krauser only glared at me.

"I thought you'd be out for another couple of hours." I only smiled at him. A sneaky smile.

"I would be if you had used more of that smelly liquid you used on me earlier."

"Tell me, how was your lovely trip?" Saddler asked. I turned to him with a fake smile.

"Would have been better, if I was actually conscious to see the lovely European country side. But I'm sure I'll see them when I go home."

"Well, too damn bad. You won't be seeing that for a while now. Or even go home." the American traitor sneered at me. I only sat back on the chair and gave him a cheeky grin. My brown eyes twinkling in mischief.

"Well, if that's true then why am I here? If I don't go home, then Saddler's plan is a bust. Then you basically kidnapped me for nothing." I shot back, "So you can stop trying to scare me."

"Why would I be lying to you? It's true, you're not going home." the commando growled. I blinked slowly, showing no interest in what he was saying.

"Right, like you're not lying to Saddler now." I muttered under my breath.

"What did you say?"

"Tch. I said you're stabbing America in the back by going along with Mr. Dungeons and Dragons here. Besides, I know you're lying."

"I'm not lying."

"Yes, you are!"

"Are not!"

"Are too!"

"Are not!"

"Are too, you treacherous ass!"

"Are not, dumb bitch!"

"Numbnuts!"

"Bimbo!"

"Arrogant pendejo!!" (moron, at least something like it)

"Loud mouth girl!!"

"ENOUGH!" Saddler snapped, rubbing his temples with his fingers. Ew, he really needs to get them trimmed. Evidently, having enough of our little quarrel and wanted silence. I know for sure that I shouldn't piss him off but that doesn't mean I couldn't tick Krauser off. Aww, look, Mr. Commando's face is all red from anger.

"Arrgh!!" Krauser snarled, holding his curved combat knife out at me, "If you so much as insult me again, I'll kill you!"

"Bite me!" I snapped back and spat on his left black boot. The traitor's body quivered in rage and I knew that he wanted to slit my throat right now but I knew he couldn't do that. Not if he wanted Saddler on his ass. Saddler sighed.

"Krauser, please control yourself." the Plagas Leader said, looking disappointed, "You are arguing with a mere child. It is humiliating...to your stature."

"I'm twenty years old!" I griped, turning away from the two. Saddler waved Krauser away and told him to check on the Miliants' training back on the Island. Excitement grew within me at the mention of the area, the last stop in the game and one of the toughest places to go through! Well, besides the castle level. Saddler turned to me with a smile. I'm going to have nightmares about that damn smile.

"Do you know why you're here?" he asked me. I sighed not sure how to answer him. Be sassy and likely be killed before Leon gets here or play dumb? I would vote play dumb...Nah, not my style.

"You had Krauser kidnap me to shove a plaga in my body. After it turns into an adult and I'm fully in your control, you're going ship me back to the States. Then you're going to have me get everyone into the crazy cult and infect the USA with the Las Plagas. Once the States fall under your control, you plan on infecting the whole world with them, right?" I replied dryly, "But then again I'm just guessing."

Saddler smiled, "That is far too perfect to be just a guess. You have must been awake earlier to know all that."

"I guess you could say that." I muttered quietly. There was no way I was going to tell him that I knew all that from a game. But for some reason I couldn't keep my mouth shut. "And I know that you don't trust Krauser even though he followed your orders to the letter. All because he's an American." The cult leader lifted his brows in surprise.

"Ah, so you even know about that." he grinned, "Care to tell me how you know?"

I tighten my jaw and berated myself for telling a little too much. He was still waiting for my answer. "It was just a feeling I had about it. You don't like Americans much anyway."

"True, that I don't. America believes that it should police the world as its own city. You people do need to keep your noses out of other people's businesses or you can cause another war. But I have a way to keep the peace."

"Says the cult leader who believes that he's keeping peace by sticking parasites in everyone. Which by the way, sounds gross." Saddler frowned at me and snapped his fingers. Two Ganados entered the room, both wielding sickels, and stood behind me.

"I don't need your approval for my plans and I grow tired of your batter." He growled and spoke to the two men in spanish, too fast for me to translate and the two removed the ropes. But I did hear the word 'church' as the two grabbed ahold each of my arms and hefted me to the door.

Outside, two more Ganados were waiting and soon I was boxed in between the four of them. They herded me through the village and down some trails that I knew Leon would go through soon enough and sighed. I walked along with them, not so much as making a fuss about where we are going. What? They're armed with axes and sickles. I don't have jack. Besides, why would I run when Leon's on his way anyway? I thanked god that I was wearing comfortable high top boots. I'm gonna be doing a lot of walking with Leon, so I'm not going to complain that my feet are hurting. If Leon could manage this then so can I.

The graveyard, just as creepy in the daylight as it is at night... I froze. Wait! Weren't the Colmillos stationed here at night after Leon deals with El Giante? Oh, shit! He could die by their teeth before he gets a chance to help me! Shit, shit, shit! What to do? I thought fast then an idea came to me. I turned to the nearest Ganado and asked to 'go' behind the church. They looked at each other, discussing it for a bit then finally decided to let me. They led me to the back where the strange dial was, stood guard near the door. Which was all good, I didn't want them to see what I was doing and I couldn't escape since the walls were pretty high.

I scurried over to the dais and took out a piece a paper and a pen from my side pack. I grinned to myself, I never leave home without it. I scribbled out a warning for the infected wolves, how to kill them and how to work the dais. When I looked up from my note and was about to stuff it in the dais, I noticed the object within the dais. It was the Round Insignia! I blinked, wasn't the Green Catseye gem the thing Leon finds behind here? I frowned at it then shrugged and stuffed the note into the grate and walked back to the villagers before they got impaitent. They herded me into the church, up the ladder and shoved me into the small, dusty room. Wow, cell-sweet-cell. I must know where they got the idea for the decor. They locked the door and I heard the bars lower. I walked over to a corner and sat down, leaning against the wall, and hoped that Leon would come soon.

Time to wait it out...