Resident evil 4:We fight together!

Chapter 1:

  As part of my vacation to heal my wounds of pain...The pain was too great when my aunt Jill died...She was my mother, my aunt and she help me live on when my brother Gabriel died. Many bad things happened to me recently; my doctor told me if it’s best if I go for a break from everything. School was also a stress and work too, the doctor decided m to go to the cold provincial part of Spain as a good start. My goal is to forget everything and move on...

  I clenched my fist; I was looking down at Aunt Jill’s grave, memories flooded to my mind when she threw herself to Wesker. HE was a bastard, he took everything from...He took Gabriel years ago and now Jill! He is a jerk, an ass-kissing freak, fucktard and most of all a stupid evil genius trying to change the whole world.

    I pushed those thoughts away as I kneeled down on my aunt’s grave and placed the flowers that I bought an hour ago, I wanted to see her again..I wanted to hug her and feel her kisses on my face. But deep down I know that she’s alive somewhere, like something happened 2 years ago when Chris and every one of us left in that facility.

    I have to go now, Chris told me that he’ll be fine for a while; I’ll be gone for 3 months to recover for my PTSD. I’ve been live by myself already at my brother’s Victorian manor and sometimes at Chris ‘house. All Gabriel’s remaining was given to me and all his last testament and other stuff.

    Chris became desperate, he started smoking and drinking again when Jill died...Last month I slapped him in the face for drinking too much beer, he woke up in reality and realized that he have hurt me real bad.

   Then later on I started to be so mean to him, he told me that crying over Jill won’t help at all and he doesn’t understand that I’m still sick and suffering from PTSD.

   “You are not my father!” I told him that...

   In the end, I apologized to him and he accepted it...

My thoughts were severe and painful, all I think about now is the past...Back then when I was just a child. I always dream terrible things about Racoon city, Jill’s death and the zombies all around, every night I kept screaming and screaming until Chris wakes me up.

   He sends me into a  hospital, I acted so insane...I hurt myself so I can’t sleep and then I sleep walk at night, then alter on I sleep for a long period of time like 3 days then I’ll wake up for awhile and sleep again. So the doctors told me that I should go to Spain for some fresh air and clear my mind with so many thoughts.

   But I was cut when Rebecca called for me by using the car horn, I came inside the car leaving Jill behind and went to the air port...

~later on~

   I was sitting on the air plane’s chair staring at the clouds, I remembered something...In these clouds like something has already past, a memory on that day when Gabriel died. His jet crashed, he pushed me from that thing and I landed on something soft. I was the sole survivor of that crash...

   I didn’t want to survive...But I lived on...

He told me to live on, live a happy life....

   I woke up in reality when the plane landed; I’m in Spain right now. I have my Spanish manual and sign languages covered.

   When I came down a taxi was waiting for me and I rode, I told him to let me go to a rural part of Spain where the Retreat house is located. He understood what I said and we hit the road.

~Later on~

   We were in a forest, it was quiet and foggy. I had a bad feeling about this place like it’s a ghost town or something, I looked at the driver and asked him.