And I'm back! Did ya miss me? :D I sure missed you guys! Here's the sequel to Fighting For Our Lives! I hope you guys like it! I actually kind of didn't want that story to be over… it made me sad when it ended D: But let's just hope I can fit in some closure before this story is over lol. I still have a LOT of thinking about what to do for later parts, but I'll make sure they're really good! So yeah :3 Enjoy!
Oh and how do you like the name? I was going to use You Only Live Twice since zombies and stuff, but then one of my reviewers (RedRose252 AKA Mello the 2nd), suggested that I use the word 'Fighting' in the title because of the last story. Well, I got to thinking on that and my mind went to 'The fighting's just begun' or something like that, but then I shortened it to 'It's Only Just Begun'. Makes sense, right? I hope it's not too cheesy xD
Whatever, I'll just let you read haha…
As I stared out of the window on my six hour flight back to Massachusetts, I realized it had been a year since the incident in Spain. I had matured a lot since then. A year ago, I was chipper, hyper, and very energetic all throughout the day, but these days I was more laid back, calm, and composed. I had gotten my own apartment in Cambridge, Massachusetts. I had no family to live with, so I stayed with Ashley and her father until about a month before I started college. I finished my senior year at a private school, and I was currently attending Harvard University after Ashley's father put in a good word. They helped me out a lot when we got back. Of course I was mentally scarred, as was Ashley, but after a few therapy sessions we were good as new.
Leon helped a lot, too. Over the summer, before I moved, he actually did teach me all the moves he said he would, and when I was with him I honestly didn't have a care in the world. I just had to hold myself back a lot more than I thought would be possible, but I managed. There were always those awkward moments, like with the suplex and the back summersault, for example. He had to almost constantly keep his hands around my waist.
I hadn't seen him in four and a half months, and we'd only had about two phone calls; one when I got there and the other on my eighteenth birthday. You can only imagine how awkward that one was. Like, 'Hey, you remember those times I kissed you and practically told you I was in love with you, but you turned me down because I was too young? Yeah well, guess what? I'm a legal adult now! You could fly out here and have your way with me right in my living room floor and you couldn't be arrested for statutory rape! How good is that!' Oh how badly I wished that would happen.
The pilot's voice flooded through the cabin. "Ladies and gentlemen, we have begun approaching the Boston area. Current local time in Harvardville Airport is two forty-three p.m; the temperature is seventy-two degrees Fahrenheit, with only partly cloudy skies. We will be arriving on gate 32A in approximately 10 minutes; flight attendants, prepare for landing."
And then the flight attendants did their little routine, telling people to put up their trays, fasten their seatbelts, ect.
I was actually flying back from DC and my weekend with Ashley. She had her own apartment, too and was attending Georgetown. She had wanted to go to Harvard with me, but after some convincing from her father, who didn't want her leaving the state after being kidnaped by Krauser, decided to stay. I was on his side with that one. I mean, visits were nice because I missed her and everything, but all she ever wanted to do was talk about Leon. I get it because he's her family's bodyguard, but it was still a touchy subject for me. We had spent the weekend in New Jersey, hoping to clear my mind but nothing worked. At one point she had suggested calling him, and almost dialed his number for me but what good would that have done? What would I have even said? I convinced her it was a bad idea, but that thought stayed in my mind for the rest of the night.
"Does he ever… I don't know… talk about me or anything?" I asked her, even though I didn't know what I would do if she said yes.
"Only sometimes, but that's only when I bring it up. Like when I told him we were coming here he said it was good and that we needed a vaca' away from everything. That's about it though."
Sighing for about the eighteenth time in the past hour and laid my head back on the seat. Luckily, I had two very quiet people sitting next to me, who slept almost the entire ride. I really needed to stop thinking so much about Leon. It was obvious he didn't like me that way, so why even bother trying anymore? I hadn't heard from the guy in two months, or even seen him in four, so maybe it was time to move on, find some guys at school or even the coffee shop across the street.
I felt the wheels touch the ground and the plane come to a stop. I hated flying, but it had to be done if I wanted to see Ashley, and she was like the sister I never had.
"Welcome to Harvardville. We hope you enjoyed your flight. Please choose Atmos Airlines for your business again."
I quickly grabbed my things; I wanted to be off that plane as soon as possible. As I was walking down the aisle, I accidentally bumped into the woman in front of me. She had her red hair pulled back into a ponytail and was wearing a white jacket over a red shirt and jeans.
"Oh, I'm sorry." I apologized and she waved her hand in dismissal.
"No worries, happens all the time."
I smiled at her and we continued to de-board the plane. We entered the building and I couldn't help but notice how cold it was in the terminal. The woman met up with a short Indian woman and a child. As I passed, heading for the café, I heard her say something about her new boyfriend not letter her sleep. I rolled my eyes as I approached the counter.
"Hi, can I have a Grande skim latte with two pumps of vanilla, please?" I smiled wide at the cashier. He was pretty cute, maybe I'd give him my number and we could go on a date or something later.
He noticed me eyeing him and gave me a sly, boyish grin. "And will that be all, Miss…?"
My smile grew. "Emily." I said, checking out the earring in his left ear. "And you would be?"
"Jake. Your total is six forty-seven and your coffee will be ready in a second, you can pick it up over there." He pointed to the other side of the counter.
"Great." I said, handing him a ten.
He gave me back my change and I waited for him to return. I noticed the napkins sitting on the counter and there was a pen sitting next to them. I looked down; I was looking pretty good today. I had on my favorite red t-shirt, the one that showed just enough cleavage, my favorite jeans and the pair of converse I had bought when we got back from Spain. My hair was straightened perfectly and I had stopped wearing makeup, but I still thought I looked pretty good.
I saw Jake walking back with my coffee and I quickly jotted down my number.
"Here's your coffee, Emily." He said with a crooked smile.
"Why thank you, Jake." I put emphasis on his name as I pushed the napkin towards him. He picked it up and I gave him a wink before turning and walking away.
There. Leon was off my mind and now I possibly had a new interest, even though it was totally up to him whether to call and he might not, but it was a start.
I saw the woman from the plane sitting in the seats in front of the airport television with the little girl from before. I didn't want to seem like a creep so I sat a few seats away from her. I took a sip of my latte and felt the warmth settle in my stomach. It was actually Leon who got me into drinking coffee, although I can't stand the taste of it when it's black.
The woman of whom I still didn't know the name of was talking to the little girl about 'bad guys.' The child pointed to the TV at a man I recognized as Senator Ron Davis. I rolled my eyes at the close up at his face; he'd been all over the news for the past few weeks. Apparently he was one of the heads of a company called WilPharma that was testing drugs on humans somewhere in India.
The news reporter on the TV spoke. "Senator Davis, you serve as a special advisor for WilPharma Corporation. After viewing photos of their latest human test subjects, what are your thoughts?"
He paused for a moment, and for a split second I actually thought he would say something worth listening to, until he said, "That Halloween is celebrated earlier in India than in the U.S., maybe?"
I scoffed very audibly. "Jackass…"
The woman beside me gave me a short glance before turning her head the other direction when a man sitting beside her spoke in an accent. He was wearing a suit, glasses, and it appeared as though his hair was beginning to turn gray. "Really, I simply don't understand American humor." Then, once he noticed the looks we were both giving him, he followed that statement with, "Apologies, I didn't mean to—"
"Don't worry about it, I can relate."
I silently agreed in my mind and kept listening as he spoke again. "Are you two waiting for someone as well?"
"Yeah." She replied.
I was waiting for someone, too. One of my classmates, Katie, was supposed to pick me up at around three, which was in ten minutes.
"Well, I think the asylum let the patients out for the day. It's a bit crazy outside."
"That's an understatement. The Air Dome Research Facility isn't the only thing Senator Davis brought to Harvardville. It's like the wacko circus hit town."
He nodded in agreement before pausing and saying, "Well, I… I'm weary of waiting." He looked at his watch and stood up. "I'm going to grab a taxi. Good day, ladies."
The man did sort of a bow before quickly glancing at me, and waving at the two girls and leaving. We sat in silence for a few moments and I had returned my gaze to the TV. It was back on the weather channel, but I didn't want to seem suspicious by just sitting there not doing anything.
"So," The woman said to me. "What's your name?"
I looked over and smiled. "Emily. And yours?"
"I'm Claire. Claire Redfield." She stretched her arm out for me to shake it, but I paused. Her name sounded so familiar… where had I heard it before?
"I-is everything alright?" She asked, slowly beginning to retract her hand.
"No, no, it's fine. It's just your name sounds really familiar… It's nice to meet your Claire." I shook her hand and she smiled again.
"Well, we were just on the same plane. Maybe you heard it there or something."
"Yeah, maybe." I agreed, but I didn't think that was it. It felt like more than that, as if there was something huge I was forgetting…
"Are you waiting for someone?" She asked. I was sitting alone in an airport full of people.
"Yeah, one of my classmates is supposed to be picking me up soon."
"Oh? What school do you go to?"
"Harvard." I smiled at her impressed expression.
"That's a pretty tough school to get into."
I shrugged. "I know some people."
All of a sudden the little girl sitting with Claire gasped and pointed at a man behind us. "The bad guy, Claire, it's him! The bad guy we saw on TV!"
We both snapped our heads around and I immediately recognized the short, round man in a suit and baseball cap as no other than Senator Ron Davis himself. As did the news reporter because just then, she ran up and began asking him if she could ask a few questions, which he denied.
Suddenly, there was a loud moaning coming from about twenty feet away. A man in a mask was slowly walking down the terminal towards the senator.
"Rani, wait here, okay?" Rani nodded and Claire turned to me. "You don't mind watching her for a few seconds, do you?"
I shook my head and she nodded in response, quickly standing up and rushing towards the moaning man. I hopped up and sat next to the little girl. "I'm Emily." I said, smiling at her.
"Rani." She replied, looking back at the unusual man.
"Did someone put you up to this, or is this stupid costume your brilliant idea, huh?" Davis shouted, trying to get through the bodyguards that were holding him back. "Okay, genius, you got something to say, get it off your chest and move on!"
The man kept proceeding forward, and just as I thought Davis was about to snap, Claire reached him and ripped the mask right off his face. "This is too much!" She shouted and he immediately backed away. The senator's bodyguards were approaching him, and the man quickly turned around and began running away, only to run face first into a police officer. He tried to run again, but the cop grabbed and cuffed him.
"Ma'am, are you involved in this?" He asked Claire, holding back the struggling civilian.
"Um… Indirectly, in a manner of speaking…" She replied carefully, making me curious as to how she was involved.
"Then in a manner of speaking, you're coming with me too."
"N-now, wait just a minute—"
"Chief." One of Davis' bodyguards pointed to another man who was acting like the last. Except, this time he seemed… different.
The cop approached him with an annoyed attitude and grabbed the man's hair. I guess he couldn't see that the guy, in fact, wasn't wearing a mask at all. His skin was a dark gray-ish purple and he seemed rather ill to be honest. The man slowly turned his face towards the cop and did something I never imagined, even in my worst nightmares. In one quick motion he grabbed the cop by the shoulders and started biting his neck. Rani was screaming, and that triggered everyone else in the terminal to run, too. The only people still there watching the scene were me, Rani, Claire, The Senator and his bodyguards, and the news reporters.
"Shh, i-it's okay, Rani, just don't leave my side, okay?" I looked down at the frightened girl and grabbed her hand to make sure she didn't run anywhere.
"Move, move, out of the way!" One of the guards had approached the cop, who was now being eaten alive, and aimed his gun at the freakish man. "Stand back! Move away from him, now!" But the man didn't listen. The guard ran up to them and threw the hostile man onto the ground and shot him twice in the chest when he hopped back up again. Oh, did those gunshots bring back memories.
"Too late, he's dead." The guard announced after checking the cops pulse. Then, one of the other guards began frantically pointing towards the man who had just been shot; he was getting up.
"RUN!" Claire shouted from where they were before. But no one listened and she began running towards us. "GET AWAY, HURRY!"
And then before I knew it, the cop had sprung up and was now biting viciously on the guard's leg. He tried shooting him, but then the man from before pounced on him too. Everything was happening so fast. One after the other, people were being bitten and then turned into monsters, eating other people. My mind flashed back to Claire, how did she know that cop was going to get back up?
And then it all made sense. Claire. The zombies. Leon, Ada, Wesker, the T-virus, everything.
"Reporting live from Harvardville Airport. A protestor demonstrating against WilPharma Corporation attacked and supposedly killed a police officer." The news reporter's voice flooded through the terminal as she broadcasted in front of us, but I wasn't paying attention. Claire had run up to Rani and I and picked her up.
"Thank you." She said breathlessly.
I didn't even notice the news reporter getting her face eaten beside us. "Y-you're Claire Redfield." To anybody else it probably sounded crazy, seeing as she just told me her name not five minutes ago.
"Yeah, I am... I thought I told you that?" She looked at me blankly and I explained.
"Y-yes you did, but I mean you're Claire Redfield! You survived the incident in Raccoon City! That's where I've heard your name!"
She didn't have time to respond, because just then another voice began speaking into the airport. "Attention all persons inside the terminal. Evacuate the building immediately. Repeat, evacuate the terminal immediately. This is not a drill. Use all exits. Everyone evacuate the terminal building immediately."
All I remember seeing was the front of a plane, a lot of people screaming, and then the floor as Claire threw us all down and out of harm's way, including the senator. A plane had crashed right into the side of the building and as the dust cleared, and we all stood up, the plane doors opened and slowly but surely, the living dead began filling the area.
"No…" Claire was staring at the mass of them as they slowly made their way towards us. "No way… This can't be happening…" She was frozen in shock.
"Claire… come on we have to move…" I said and she nodded.
"Right. Uh… does anybody know of a place to go?"
We all looked around at each other. It was only me, Rani, Claire, the Senator, and a flight attendant.
"Uh… The lounge?" She said and we all gave her confused looks. "There's a VIP lounge over here, hurry!"
We all followed her into a very spacious room with couch chairs and tables. Once we were all in, Claire locked the doors and the attendant shut the blinds. The Senator took a chair and we looked at each other again.
"What do we do now?" I asked, looking at Claire.
"Uh… we should call the police." She said, looking at the flight attendant.
"Don't you think the police would have already been notified?"
"It's a possibility, but considering how we're the only survivors we know of, I wouldn't take that chance."
The woman's eyes grew wide. "R-right. There's a phone over here." She pointed to a table in the back of the room and Claire walked up to it and dialed nine-one-one.
I felt Rani grab my hand again and I looked down at her. "It's alright, Rani. As long as we stay in here we'll be fine." Her grip loosened and I took that as a good sign. Meanwhile Claire was on the phone with the police.
"…Five, including me." She said. "One's wounded, the Senator… We're in the VIP lounge, west end of the arrivals lobby. Listen, I don't know how long we can hold up in here. Send help now before those things get at us. Please hurry!"
As soon as she hung up, the Senator began complaining. "Great… of all the people I could be stuck in a room with, I get a ditsy blonde, a bitchy red head, a cry baby, and a bratty teenager."
I slumped down against the nearest wall and sighed. Nineteen and counting. This was going to be a long night.
And that's the end of the first chapter! How'd you like it? :D Yes, I realize it's only half the length of my normal chapters, but if I did about 15 pages a chapter on this one, the story would only be like 5 chapters long, and nobody wants that :P Well, please tell me what you think and I'll get working on chapter 2 as soon as I can! :D
Oh, and if you didn't get the last sentences, refer to paragraph 6 :) Kay, bye!