Chapter One

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I put everything away, and fall back onto my bed. I let my arms rest on my stomach and stare up into the ceiling. I feel myself start to fall asleep, I then give out, letting my brain rest. As I toss and turn, I then hear hard banging on my door. I grab the pistol under my pillow and aim it towards the rooms entrance, feeling my breathing hitched. I watch the shadow by my door walk away, I wipe my face and set my pistol down carefully. I get up and quickly change into a skirt, with slits at both at both of the thighs. 

I then slip on a black, long sleeve, turtle neck. I quickly tuck the shirt into the skirt before putting on my chest holsters. I tighten the holsters and make sure I can reach both guns on each side, I then clip it together where my stomach meets. I let down my hair and quickly grab my mask, I slide it over my face making sure no one could identify who I am. I slowly walk out, seeing my metal bat in the corner of the doorway, I watch as the bright metal shines from the light. 

I swiftly pick it up and put on my high-heeled boots. I walk out, and head to the helicopter, I quickly climb up into it and stay in my own space. I turn my eyes seeing Wesker hopping in, he signals the pilot to get a move on. The doors shut and I cross one leg over another, waiting for him to start speaking.

"The deal is still set." I sigh and turn to him, watching as he stares off into the pilot's window.

"I know that." I then turn away from him, until he clears his throat and talks to me again.

"I forgot to give you this." I watch as he hands over my grappling gun, I take it and place it down on my lap. "Keep your guard up, oh--and you can keep it. Since it is yours, from all those years ago." I stare at the gun seeing the same grazes and scratches from Raccoon City. I then breathe in a shaky breath.

"I have to ask...do you know if my parents are alive?" I turn seeing him look away from both the window and I. "I'm taking this response as a possible answer, that they're dead--"

"I don't know Y/N, I've been looking into it for your own sake. If I find anything, I'll let you know." I shake my head and stare out my own window, seeing the sea pass us by. Watching the water shine from the dim sun. 

"Sometime I rather not know, since they were abusive and all. I'm just afraid I'll end up like them." He groans lightly and places his hand on his forehead, covering his eyes.

"If ended up like them, you wouldn't be here right now. Stop thinking about useless things and keep your focus sharp." I watch as we slowly arrive to the island, we stop at one point and I slide over the heavy, black, metal door. I watch the ladder fall down, seeing it hit the ground. 

I turn my body around and place my feet and the third bar of the ladder. I reach over and see Wesker leaning down towards me with the grappling gun. I grab it and watch his lips curve into a smirk, I then slowly go down. Before separating from Wesker completely he grabs my shoulder, I look up and see a worried expression.

"I'll see you on the flip-side L/N" I lift my mask and wink to him and smirk, I place down my mask and watch his retrieve his hand.

"Always, Albert." I nod and continue my way down onto ground, I jump and quickly land. I then salute to them as the men pull up the ladder. I watch them close the door and depart from me, feeling the wind slapping my hair onto my mask.  

I turn around and quickly look at the dead forest in front of me. I then grip onto my baseball bat, and let my grappling gun be placed away onto my left thigh-holster. Alright, let's see what this brings me.


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