A Little Light (Chris Redfield x Reader)

Chapter Three

Y/N's P.O.V.

You looked at him as he was kneeling down next to you. Who were these people and why were they here? Were they here to kill you? You took in his features, your eyes gazing over his face noting small scars, and the unique shape of his face. His brown eyes, that you could make out between the dim firelight. He was definitely strong, seeing the black clothing fit him well.  You shook your head, and averted your gaze.  "A..Are you going to kill me?"  You said, putting the gun down.  There was no use trying to threaten one single man, when you knew there were plenty more outside.  

"Far from it, we are here to take you in.  You shouldn't be here.  Y/N, but we can talk on the way to the truck, are you okay enough to get up?"  The man said.  You nodded, except the fact that you hadn't had much food or water and you could feel your legs shaking as soon as you tried to stand. He grabbed your elbow, helping you up.  "My name is Chris Redfield."  

"Where are you taking me?"  You asked him, your legs gave out from underneath you and collapsed against his arm.  He stumbled back a little bit out of surprise and frowned, wrapping an arm around your leg to prop you up.  

"Back to our station set outside the village. It's clear you need medical treatment, and food and you will start talking on how the hell you ended up here." He said, sternly. He wasn't going to believe you even if you told him you didn't know how you ended up here. You kept your mouth shut as you both began to walk out of the building, to a large armored truck. He rested his hands on your waist to hoist you up, probably seeing how weak you really were. It's been at least three weeks since you had a decent meal and fresh water you didn't have to boil the bacteria out of. He got in, and sat across from you. Holding his gun, a few other soldiers got in as well. Wearing the same patch that he was wearing, a wolf head. You hoped this building that were you going to could shield out the monsters that you heard howling every night. You noticed a young woman sit beside him. She looked at you, tilting her head curiously. Her eyes widened.

"Uncle Chris...we should talk..when we get back to headquarters."

Chris sighed, just eyeing you. Like you were some science experiment. "Very well Rose." You watched him lean back in the seat, pulling out his phone. "Do you have any family, Y/N?"

You straightened, your body with an instant frown. "Not that I...not that I remember." You said. It was true, swift memories kept coming back but seem to disappear and you couldn't remember hardly anything. The truck came to an sudden stop. Chris pushed passed between everyone opening the door, motioning for everyone to get out. You stayed, suddenly feeling uneasy. You don't even know why you went with him so willingly. Could you even trust him or his people? They seemed to work for the government or some group.

"Trust me... Y/N I know you're confused, and probably don't trust anyone but you can trust me. I would have killed you by now wouldn't I?" He chuckled. You didn't understand how that was funny, but you found enough energy to get out. A couple of his soldiers held your arms and helped you inside the building. Instant warm air hit you, suddenly. "Alright, Lieutenant Anderson get them into one of the extra rooms, give them fresh clothes and some food and have them meet me in the meeting room, in an hour." Chris said, he gave you a look then turned on his boots and started to walk down the hall.