Disclaimer: I don't own Resident Evil...and I've just lost two seconds of my life saying it.
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. Savin' Me is done by Nickleback and therefor not mine. Man, I love this song! It fits, right? I apologize for leaving out the fanboys of Leon, sorry!
My treat for your lovely reviews is a extra long chappy! Enjoy! Please R & R!
Oh, and for the sake of the sotry I expanded some areas of the game to add a little more horror to it. You'll see them when you get to it...say the village?
1wingangel and Nicole this fic is for you!
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Resident Evil 4: A Fangirl's Dream Come True!
Chapter Three: Dark Village And The Dangerous Farm
He's so damn cool!
Leon only hesitated for a second as he calculated the situation before deciding on his actions. He slowly raised his handgun again and took aim. The cultists' smiles grew wider upon seeing what Leon was about to do. They raised their crossbows and aimed them at the agent. And since they were so focused on Leon...
BOOM!
Before Leon could blink, the group of enemies flew every which way and it rained items that they were carrying. Why these guys are carrying ammo for weapons they don't use is beyond me. But it at least they're helping Leon! He quickly looked at me in surprise and I grinned at him. "Told you, I could help. Not my fault they ignored me." He smiled back as we grabbed what we could just as another group of cultists broke in. Leon swore and shifted his gaze around. He spotted the window to our right and I knew what he was thinking. To escape the cultists alive and stay together is to make a break for the window.
He quickly took my hand, I blushed again and we raced for the window. The cultists swore and fired their load of arrows. The deadly arrows pierced the air with a high whine as they were imbedded to the stone pillars. Two narrowly missed my head by a mere inch! They were so close I could feel the heat from the flaming arrows as they whistled past me. I squeezed Leon's hand a bit. There was no way I was letting go of my hero's hand!
At the last minute, Leon let my hand go, crossed his forearms over his face protectively and smashed through the window as I did the same. The very thrill of the whole thing was incredible! The cold, hard glass pressed against my skin for only a second before it shattered, allowing me to pass through. Suddenly, I hit a wall of cold rain and sinister night as the adrenalin sends my heart and mind racing. I landed a little roughly and rolled across the ground, cushioning my fall. I laid there for a bit, regaining my breath and permitting my body to cope with the pain.
It was completely silent (which was creepy) save for the agent's soft panting and the gentle patter of the rain. Still lying not too far from me, Leon managed to prop himself up on his elbows and looked at me. He was still breathing hard, "You okay?" I raised myself a little off the floor and nodded.
"Yeah, I'm okay. A little disturbed at what Saddler said about us. Creepy jerk. You?" I looked at myself and sighed. I was dirty and wet but at least I was out of that cell and here with my hero. I got up and check myself for injuries. I found none.
"I'm fine." Leon answered with a sigh. I guess he's wondering why he gets stuck with pychos chasing him. Ah... Mr. X... I loathed him well. The agent stood and checked his handgun, making sure it wasn't damaged. He was a little more relaxed now but kept an eye on the window. I looked around the small area and sighed. Coming up next was the walk through the village and farm. Oh what fun... At least I get to see Leon blow off some heads! We raided the storage room and finally stepped outside.
We stood out in the open darkness of the night, the soft patter of rain switched to pellets as the storm progressed. Lightning lashed out in the dark, churning sky, illuminating the shadows before us. I knew that the villagers had regained control of the cemetery and are currently blocking our escape route. But I also knew that there was a cart filled with explosives by the cemetery gate. One shot of that and boom! there goes the enemy forces. My hero scanned the area quickly and frowned.
"I don't like this," Leon muttered, "not one damn bit."
"Tell me about it." I muttered back as one of the villagers, fed up on waiting for us, rushed past the cart with a torch in hand. He rushed up to Leon and inhaled deeply, taking the agent by surprise. I yelped in shock and told my rescuer to shoot the Ganado's arm. The agent quickly shook off the numbness and fired at the enemy's arm. With his attack disrupted and inhaling too deeply, the fire on the torch backfired and set him aflame.
The Ganado shrieked in pain and rage as the fire consumed his body and staggered back, trying to put out the fire. After a few seconds my nostrils were filled with terrible smell of burnt human flesh as the Ganado fell and died. I turned away slightly. In the game, seeing this was a good thing and cool. But in real life where you can actually see and smell the flames burn an actual person, it isn't pretty. I felt like puking at the time but couldn't afford to when the angry shouts of the other Ganados grew louder. I urged Agent Kennedy to move on.
"Look, there's a cart there!" I declared, pointing at the little wooden cart, parked by the gates, "Shoot it and see what happens!" Leon looked down the path and saw the others running up to us, he backed away enough to shoot the cart. The cart jolted under the gunfire, caught fire and rattled down the path. The two opposing forces met at the center of the path and the cart exploded, sending the villagers into the air. They came crashing back down several seconds later, dropping their wares but there were still two left to deal with, one with an axe and the other wielding a torch. And they were coming at us from both sides. Leon saw this and gently pushed me toward the little cabin at the end of the path.
"Quick, get inside and I'll deal with these two."
"But-"
"I'm not letting these guys harm you, okay? They're only attacking me but you could get caught in the crossfire." the agent murmured and gave me a sad look. A look I recognized. "Please?"
I nodded quickly and ran for the tiny house. The two Ganados watched me go and veered after me. I heard Leon curse and open fired to keep them away from me. I uttered a frighten cry as an axe flew past me and imbedded itself into the wooden wall. It was at head height and Leon swore again at the act. I flew inside the house and whirled around to face the door. If those two get near me, I'll give 'em a taste of a Hand grenade as a gift! I was ready for them as they merely stood in front of the house a few feet away blocking the door. They were still too far for me to toss the grenade and they were busy trying to get at handsome agent. I was ready for those two...not the one who was hiding behind me.
I cried out in shock as two strong hairy arms grabbed me from behind. I yelled out in anger as Don Manuel hefted me over his shoulder like a sack of peanuts and walked out the house as if he done this before. And he probably did after Saddler infected most the villagers with Las Plagas and had the infected gather and bring him the uninfected. I flailed wildly in attempt to free myself. I could use a grenade but I'll end up getting caught in the blast. I kicked and punched as fast and hard as possible but the Ganado shrugged it off and continued to walk to the cemetery's exit. Oh, SHIT! It's game over for both of us if I get hauled off!
I sighed. I was hoping to avoid pulling off an Ashley and scream for help but there's just no choice now. I inhaled deeply.
"LEEEOOON!" I screamed, loud enough for the jerk who had me to pause and flinch. The agent finished off the stragglers and looked at me. We both stared at each other for only two seconds before I saw the rage flash across his blue eyes. He aimed the gun at Don Manuel's head, lowered it and fired at the man's legs. He stumbled and loosened his grip enough for me to twist my lower body and slam my knee into his nose. He roared in pain and anger, clutched at his bleeding nose and threw me to the ground. Once I was out of harm's way, Leon blasted him in the back with the shotgun. Don Manuel cried out in pain before letting out a pitful moan and died, dropping some shotgun ammo.
Leon rushed to my side and helped me up, looking at me with concern. "Are you okay? You're not hurt are you?" he asked and I told him that I was fine. After grabbing what we can, we left the cemetery via the underground tunnel and ran into the merchant. Hail the great merchant, master of artillery!!
"Ahe haha! Welcome!" the merchant greeted, lifting his cloak to reveal all the stuff he was carrying. I whistled at all the damn items he had. Things are just too damn cool to question. "Did ya get the chance to try out the Punisher, stranger?" the merchant asked as Leon purchased several upgrades for the shotgun. I looked at Leon in surprise. He got the Punisher?! Since when?! The agent shook his head and thanked the merchant.
"Leon, can I use the Punisher?" I asked timidly, catching the two's attention. The merchant noticed the grenades looped around my waist then looked at Leon, who stared at me in surprise. Apparently, he didn't expect me to ask for a gun but here I was asking for one.
"Uh...Do you know how to use one?" the agent asked me. I blinked for a second and shook my head slowly. Damn, I didn't think he would ask me that. He sighed, "I'll let you use it once I teach you how to shoot, okay? That's if we get a break from the villagers."
"Okay." I agreed and turned to leave when I remembered something. I turned back to face the merchant and smiled. "Hey, do you have the Chicago Typewriter yet?" The merchant blinked in surprise at the question. Wow, that's a first. He's surprised.
"Chicago Typewriter?" Leon questioned and I grinned. I knew he was interested in the weapon. I nodded eagerly. "It's a really old but very powerful weapon! Think of it as the grandfather of the TMP!"
"Aye, it be powerful but not for sale yet. I still have to finish it and ya bet it'll be pricey." the merchant muttered, "Lass, how did ya know I had such a weapon?"
Oh, snap! I forgot that I was suppose to keep my mouth shut unless it was necessary. I fumbled for an answer, "Uh... well..." I smiled, "You are the master of artillery! Such a powerful weapon like that should be in your hands right?" I smiled widely as the merchant just stared at me. And from the looks of it, he wasn't buying it. He glanced at Leon, who was looking at him strangely and then back to me. He nodded in agreement.
"Aye, I guess ya can say that." the merchant said smugly, knowing fully well that I was trying to hide my knowledge from the agent. Leon bought it (no not the weapon), thankfully, and we left the tunnel, the merchant watching us go.
We soon emerged from the ladder and into the insignia house by the village tower. I shuddered at the rememberance of this place. In the game, not only did I have to protect myself from the villagers but Ashley as well. Which made it difficult since they attack from behind and either hit Ashley or carry her off. I got game over in this area twice before realizing that I shouldn't always believe in plan A. Plan B, which I made on the fly while going through this a third time was to run for the tower. Leave Ashley up there while positioning Leon by the foot of the ladder and blast enemies as they shuffled toward the open doorway of the tower.
And it worked. The villagers didn't attack Ashley since they didn't know where she was and they didn't throw the Molotov Cocktails at her since she was far from the window, thus not being seen by the enemies. Also, I was able to clear the village easily by having them come to Leon instead of me having to hunt them down, meaning I save ammo! I wondered if it would work here too...
"Back again, back again. Jiggy jig." Leon muttered as he gazed at the dark interior of the house. I smiled at the quote. It was from Arabian Knights, formerly known as The Thief And The Cobbler. I shook off the thought and headed for the window and peeked through the boarded space out into the open darkness. I could see nothing outside. Maybe the dark shapes of the buildings but no villagers. Man, can they hide or what?
"See anything, Rally?" Agent Kennedy asked while checking his supplies.
I shook my head, "No, I don't see anything, Leon. In fact I can't see jack thanks to the pitch black of night and stormy weather." This sucks.
"That sucks." the agent muttered, standing next to me by the window. "Either way, we have to leave in order to get you home." True. And I've said it before and I'll say it again...This sucks. He reached for the door's handle and I stopped him for a second, already deciding on what should we do. He looked at me in surprise and I squashed the urge to grin at his expression.
"Wait, Leon. Can I make a suggestion?"
"Yeah."
"If there are Ganados out there waiting for us," I started. Which I know they are. "We should make a break for the village tower."
"I tried that and nearly got barbequed by Molotov Cocktails these guys suddenly threw at me." Leon muttered bitterly, "I don't think that's safe. Maybe we should run for the two story house..."
"And risk having Dr. Salvador showing up?" I questioned. I knew for damn sure that the chainsaw maniac won't show up here at this time but he didn't know. The agent blinked in confusion.
"Dr.-what?"
"It's the chainsaw maniac. The freak with a bag over his head? I saw a couple of them while I was dragged over to the church."
"Ah, him." He shuddered in rememberance of the crazy chainsaw-wielding killer. I knew how he felt. Seriously, I did. I remembered how I felt when I first saw Dr. Salvador carrying his chainsaw. I had freaked out so badly that I accidently got Leon killed. It wasn't pretty. I had screamed in terror as Leon's head was severed from his body. The second time, I merely screamed and had Leon run all over the village, dodging the maniac. That ended in his death too. I finally was able to kill the chainsaw maniac but wasted a lot ammo doing so.
"If your orders are to protect me at all costs then bringing the chainsaw-wielding maniac-" I questioned seriously, which the agent quickly caught on.
"-really wouldn't be protecting you. Yeah yeah, I got it." he sighed, "The tower it is then."
We quickly discussed a plan then got ourselves ready before heading out. We crept out of the insigna house and saw no immediate attack. As I closed the door behind us...
Creeeeeaaak!
"Por ahÃ!" one villager cried and soon the sound many footsteps were heard coming our way.
Leon gave me an irritated glare and I glared back. "Hey, it's not my fault they don't oil their fucking doors!" I hissed as we quickly made a run for the tower.
The villagers ran from their hiding places and charged at us, adding real terror to the night. We dodged and weaved between them, heading for the tower. Between the thundering clouds, flashing lightning, dark shadows, the shrieks of rage and bloodlust of the villagers... It was far from the "terror" of the game. In fact, this wasn't a game anymore. There are no cheats, no continues and definitly no reset buttons. This was a real nightmare, real fear, real death. This is the real survival horror. One wrong move and we both die or worse be controlled by the plagas.
As soon as I realized that fact, my body froze. The villagers continued to rush at me, aiming to haul me away or just plain rip me to shreds. I knew that I should follow Leon toward the tower, to get away from the Ganados. I knew that but my body wouldn't respond. I knew it wasn't the plaga, it hadn't grown that much yet. I could hear Leon screaming at me to move, to follow, to just get to the tower but my body still wouldn't move. I merely stood there as one of the villagers made a grab for me, I didn't scream just stared.
Cha-chuck...BOOM!
The male villager's head exploded in gory chucks of brain and bone before the Ganado could touch me. One minute I'm staring at the Ganado's prone form, the next Leon is dragging me over to the tower's open arch and pushed me to the ladder. I didn't really hear what my hero said but knew he was cursing about what was going on. I quickly climbed the ladder before Leon could yell at me to do so. Once I was up there, the agent told me stay and started to blast any enemies that dared to come near the archway.
I stood there, in the safety of the second floor, and listened to the battle being raged below. I listened to the agent's cries of pain, the villagers' bellows of rage and suddenly, I heard them. The shrill shrieks of the plagas that emerged from the necks of their hosts and my hero's cry of disgust. I quickly shoved the paralyzing fear aside and fished out a Flash grenade.
"Leon! Cover your eyes!" I called down, aiming carefully.
"What?!"
"FLASH!"
I prayed that Leon heard me and threw the little blue grenade at the group of plaga carriers. The second it touched the ground the grenade exploded, letting loose an intense flash of light. The plagas' excited cries instantly switched to shrieks of pain as their bodies, if you call them that, disintegrated into nothingness by the harsh light. The Ganados' bodies dropped like dead weight, since they were anyway, and littered the ground before my rescuer.
Leon was in a defensive stance and slowly brought his arms down away from his face. He blinked at the littered bodies and looked up at me. He smiled at me and climbed the ladder to join me. I backed away from the edge to allow him to pull himself up. Once he was in the second floor, he turned to me with a worried expression. I sighed, I knew what he was going ask.
"Want to tell me what happened back there?" he asked gently, placing a hand on my shoulder. I lowered my gaze until I was looking at the wooden floor.
"I'm sorry. I just froze up there." I muttered lamely, "I guess seeing them all coming at us like a tide on stormy weather, I froze."
"More like the fear finally got to you and that's what paralyzed you."
"Yeah...I guess you're right."
Leon turned away slightly and decided to change the subject. "We're done here, let's go see what they dropped for us." I gently grabbed his arm and shook my head. I tugged him back to the window that faced toward the entrance to the village.
"Hey, do your binoculars have night vision?"
"Yeah, why?"
"Take out them out and check the roof of the two story." I pointed out in the general direction of the two story house, which was difficult to tell since it was so dark.
Leon did so and scoped out the place. There was a male Ganado standing there with his arm raised and armed with a sickel. I saw the agent frown for second before grinning. The Ganado didn't notice us looking at him, he was watching intently at the archway below us. Apparently, he was waiting for Leon to step into view and fling his weapon at him. An idea formed in my head and I grinned. I told Leon of my little prank and he agreed. He went down below and waited for my signal. I pulled out my slingshot that I had tucked into my side pack and looked around for something small enough to use as ammo. I found several small rocks in the corner of the floor and loaded my slingshot.
"Ready?" I asked my hero and got a snicker from him. That's a yes! "Okay, wait for my whistle and head for the house."
"Got it!"
I turned to the window, aimed my slingshot at the Ganado's head...and fired. I whistled loudly, catching Don Pablo's attention. He looked up in time to have a rock in his eye. He yelled out in anger and pain, clutching his face and glaring at me with his good eye. He turned toward the window and I fired my slingshot again, hitting him in the back of his head. He whirled around to face my position and threw his sickle. The bladed weapon pierced the air with a shrill whistle and I ducked. It flew past me and struck the stone wall. I popped back up and retaliated with another rock to his left ear. He glared at me with rage burning in his eerie glowing eyes. I ignored him and watched as Leon stepped up from behind the Ganado and aimed his weapon. Upon hearing the soft click of Leon's shotgun, Don Pablo wheeled around and yelled out in anger.
"Te voy a matar!"
"Enemies first." Leon offered and fired the shotgun into the Ganado's gut, killing him without fear of the plaga popping out to attack.
We raided what was left on the village grounds, together obviously, and headed for the gate that led to the farm. Aw, shit. The farm was one area I hated but easier to deal with since I could just leave Ashley in the dumpster and kill the enemies... Wait... I have to wait in the dumpster?! EW! Curse you, Ashley!
We stepped through the gate and instantly went into defensive stance, ready to take on anything. Why I did that, I'm not really sure. I know Leon would do that, but me? I know the enemies aren't going to do anything unless you announce your presence. Which should have been now, since there was gunfire just on the otherside of the gate... Oh, nevermind. These guys are idiots. Dangerous and deadly, but stupid none the less.
Next to us was a conveniently placed small dumpster, colored in a disgusting rusty red. Ewww... Please, Leon, don't tell me to stay. The agent looked at me then at the dumpster. I could see the idea forming in his head. Don't you dare think about it! There's no way I'm staying in there!
"Rally?" Leon asked softly, turning to me.
"Yeah?"
"Will you...?" He gazed at the rusty container. Say no, Rally! Just say no! "...hide here? I don't want you freezing up and getting hurt, okay? Is that okay with you?" No, it's not okay! It's small and smelly and...
I nodded, "Yeah, sure. Whatever you think that keeps me safe." DAMNIT!!! You win this time, evil little soft spot for Leon in my heart! You win this round but the next one is mine! I shoved my thoughts aside. Damn my mind for being so cold. Leon opened the lid of the container carefully and helped me inside. I sat on my legs as the agent closed the lid and left. I listened to his footsteps until they disappeared under the sounds of soft thunder. Seconds later, I heard the angry cries of the villagers, Leon's guns blazing and his cute battlecries. Oh, he's using his cute and sexy kick! Go, Leon! Go, Leon! Go go!
After a minutes of battling, there was silence. The battle was over but I knew my hero was checking the place out to really make sure that all was clear. Oh! He's whistling! The place was safe enough to come out. I shoved open the lid and hopped out. I looked around the dark farm and didn't see Leon anywhere. How did Ashley do this? I mean, seriously, how in the world does she know where he is by listening only to his whistle? I sighed. Oh well, I guess Leon's over by the barn. That's the most logical place he'll be. Besides, we need to get through the barn to leave the village.
I ran for the barn and smiled as I found Leon standing on the loft of the barn, standing in a way that I couldn't see his right side. I climbed the ladder to join and beamed at him. He grinned back and turned to leave when I saw something on his back. There was a long angry gash on his back. My hands flew up to my mouth at the severity of the cut. Oh my god! My hands shot forward and grabbed Leon's forearm, stopping him in his tracks.
"Hold it right there, Leon! You're hurt!" I cried and turned him around to question why he didn't tell me. I guess I must've spun him too quickly or too roughly as he let out a soft yelp of pain. I blinked in confusion, spinning him like that doesn't hurt the gash on his back. Unless... his right side! He stood showing me his left side! Damnit! I looked at his right side and nearly shrieked in terror. There was blood covering the right side of his shirt and pant leg! Some of it wasn't his but most of it was! I check over his side and gasped at the gash that was there, just above his hip. It was deep. I checked his arm and found several claw marks made by one of the village women. That's it!
"Damnit, Leon!What are you trying to do? Bleed the plaga out?!" I barked, holding out my hand and motioning him to fork over a First Aid Spray. "Why didn't you tell me you were injuried?!" He sighed, opening up his case and I grabbed the nearest spray.
"Sorry, I didn't want you to worry." he murmured then hissed as I lifted his shirt a little; (not for any other reason you pervs!) enough for me to spray the healing mist on his injury. The gash bubbled and fizzed as it killed any bacteria, encouraged new cells to grow and heal the wound.
"Why not? You're my escort, my protector...and my friend." I muttered back softly, "If you die from injuries that I could've helped heal then I may as well take your gun and shoot myself."
"Don't say that. You can still make it out without me."
"Don't you say that. How can I make it out if my rescuer is dead? It's not like I can find cab out here and hitch a ride back to the States." I growled, "Besides...your mission fails either way if one of us dies. To put it simply, we get game over. If you die, I'll be a puppet to Saddler and his plan is achieved. If I die, you'll be the puppet and be Saddler's bodyguard or be the one to achieve his plans." I shook the little spray can and discovered it's still half full. I looked at his back and held the spray to it. "Hey, lift the back of your shirt. Slowly now, so you don't irritate the wound."
He complied and lifted his shirt for me. As I sprayed the wound, I was blushing like crazy but I knew he had feelings for either Claire or Ada. Maybe both. Besides, he's older than me. I'm not saying that he isn't hot, those who think that are blind. I'm not really into dating yet. And I'm not the type who tries to steal guys. Those girls are known as sluts. Can you say sluts, boys and girls? (You fan girls are just loving this aren't you? Leon lifting his shirt to a young woman... Remember there's no romance between me or him! That'll be just sick. And no, don't ask me to make this into a romance thing.)
"Huh, I never really thought of it like that." he murmured, "But the way you looked as you stood there in the village. You were completely petrified by something and I thought you had enough to worry about. So I didn't show or tell you that I was injuried. I thought that if you saw how bad my injuries were then you freak out and call attention to yourself. Or you end up feeling guilty like this was all your fault or something."
"So, you've been drawing their attention to yourself and hoped that they ignored me. And keep me from feeling guilty."
"Right."
"Well, don't. Once they kill you, they'll come after me anyway and I don't feel guilty. Unless I really did cause you to get hurt. Besides, there's no way anyone can get by here without getting a few scrapes." I sprinkled powdered green herb onto the claw marks that marred his arm.
Once all the injuries were healed, we went around the second floor of the barn, leaped off the roof of some shack, avoided the bear traps and walked toward the large wooden gates. Leon studied the door and sighed. It was locked, but from the other side and there wasn't a key anywhere. The agent stood at the base of the door and looked up at the rim high above us. Piggyback it is.
"Damn, looks like you're going to have to go over the top." he muttered, turning to me. "I can't get past this without you. I think you're tall enough to climb over if you get on my shoulders."
"See? Aren't you glad that I healed you? I weigh a little more than 150 pounds. If I didn't heal you and stood on you shoulders..."
He grinned sheepishly and chuckled a little. "Yeah, I got your point." He knelt down before the gate motioned me to get on. (not like that, pervs!) I blew out my breath as I looked at the gate. I wasn't really sure about this. I know there isn't anyone on the other side of the gate but still. Just because I know what's going to the happen, thanks to the game, doesn't really mean that it'll follow the rules of the game.
I sighed. There's no other way to get by here. We can't go back, not that we want to, so there's no choice but to move forward. "You're scared that someone is over on the other side, aren't you?" Leon asked as he straightened out, his gaze full of concern. I nodded as he placed his hands on my shoulders. I looked up and saw him smile at me. "Don't worry. You've got grenades. If you see any of the villagers, toss a grenade and watch 'em go boom!"
That's right, I did have grenades! "Thanks Leon." I said with a smile. He walked back and knelt down again. I walked over and carefully climbed onto his back. I planted each foot on his shoulders and tried to keep my weight balanced evenly on my feet. "Alright, I'm ready." He slowly stood and I ran my hands carefully up the gate to steady myself. Once he was fully upright , I was able to see the just over the gate. Yes! I was tall enough! I scanned the area and saw no one there. Double yes! But the fall isn't going to be fun. Damn...
"Okay, the coast is clear, Leon. Keep your head down, I don't want to accidently kick you in the face when I'm climbing over, okay?"
"Sure."
"Okay, here goes nothing." I gripped the edge of the door and pulled my upper body up. I twisted a little and clawed my feet at the surface to get my legs over. Leon kept low to avoid my swinging legs and stepped back. I swung my legs over and sat at the top awkwardly. I paused there and let my body rest for a bit. I finished my break and leaped over the side, landing roughly on my feet. The shock and pain shot up my legs, causing me to tip over and land on my butt.
"Ow, that sucked." I muttered bitterly, dusting off my pants and shirt.
"Are you okay? Did you land wrong?" Leon's muffled voice came through the gate.
"Ah, yeah, a little."
"Do you see a key there?"
"No. There's no key, Leon." I looked at the wooden planked jammed into the gate's handles. "I see a wooden plank."
"Oh, really? Can you remove it?"
"Yeah." I walked over to it and pulled at it. I pulled and yanked but it didn't budge. Damnit, it must be jammed in pretty good. "Uh, Leon. It won't move."
"Is it jammed?"
"I think so..." I took a closer look at it. Aw fuck. "Shit. No it's not jammed!"
"What is it then?"
"It's fucking nailed to the gate!" This didn't happen in the game. Ashley, you lucky bitch!
"Aw fuck." Agent Kennedy griped. I scowled at the gate.
"Tell me about it." I growled and looked at the plank, "I would ask you to shoot at it but the gate's too thick." I kicked at the piece of wood and glared at the nails that bound it to the gate. I took one of my grenades and rolled it in my hands as we both tried to find a way to open this damn gate. I glanced at the grenade in my hands then noticed it was a Hand grenade. I looked at it then at the gate and saw a boulder nearby. A crazy idea formed in my head. Leon can't blast it open, but I can! The gate is thick but not thick enough to shrugged off a grenade blast.
"Hey, Leon!"
"What?"
"I'm going to blast this thing open!"
"You're going to do what?!"
"Blast it open! I'll use one of my grenades to blast the plank off!"
"But you'll be caught in the blast!"
"No I won't! There's a boulder here that I can hide behind! You need to hide in either the barn or the little shack behind you. It's kinda hidden by the firewood."
"Okay! But one question!"
"What?"
"How are you going to pull the pin and run for safety? Once the pin is pulled it gives you three seconds to get away. That's not enough time for you to hide."
Damn. Good point. I looked into my side pack and didn't find any string to use. Crap, how indeed? I looked at the shirt tied around my waist and noticed that some thread had come undone and was trailing down behind me. I grinned.
"Don't worry! I've got that covered! Just go take cover!"
"Okay!"
I pulled at the thread until it was long enough by my standards and tore it away from my shirt. I jammed the grenade carefully in between the plank and gate so it would really be blown apart by the full brunt of the blast. I looped one end around the pin, tied it tightly but carefully. Once that was done, I began to walk backwards toward the boulder as I fed the line to keep going. I hid behind the boulder and tighten my grip on the thread. I took a deep breath.
"FIRE IN THE HOLE!" I yelled and yanked on the thread, pulling the pin out. I quickly dropped the thread and covered my ears.
Three seconds later...
BOOM!
The gate blew apart and pieces of wood rained from the heavens. I ducked my head down and waited for the chaotic rain to stop. I heard footsteps and Leon appeared around the boulder with a grin on his face. "Hey, it worked!" he said and helped me up. We both turned to look at the gate... or what was left of the gate. The blast had torn a huge hole in it and both doors were hanging limply on their hinges. Wow. Now that's a blast!
"Nice thinking, Rally." Leon praised and I grinned childishly. That was so much fun!
"Thanks a lot, Leon." I thanked him, "I've always wanted to do that!"
"I imagine everyone does sometime in their life."
"True."
"Well, let's get out of here before any more villagers drop by."
"Yeah.Whew, what a rush!"
"Tell me about it." the agent laughed, "Hey, look! There's the merchant. Maybe I can upgrade my weapons." I froze when he said that. He pulled ahead to get his upgrades as I trotted after him. I stopped next to him and saw the bridge. Beyond that bridge was a lone house... Fear crept over my heart as I stared at the forsaken home and the things that are to come. One my most feared areas of the village and we were here. I sighed sadly.
Ass kissing son of a fucking bitch.
The cabin.
