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Author: Cats CanDO
Email: cats_cando@hotmail.com
Title: Ada's Dream
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Episode 1: Ada's Nightmare?

All things Resident Evil are property of Capcom.
That being said, lets begin.

The story takes place shortly after the events of Re4.
Also, this story is for those who favor the Leon and Ada relationship.  
If you are not one of these persons, don't bother to read further.


The operation had been going well. She had managed to keep Krauser from 
interfering with her plans, but something had gone wrong. Somehow, 
Saddler managed to discover her and was trying to eliminate her. Sadly, 
he was doing a good job. Too good as a matter of fact, and Ada had 
suspected why. The operation was simple: steal a sample of Saddler's 
new virus for her own analysis then give it to Wesker. She paced back 
and forth in her cell as she replayed in her mind the events that led 
to her capture.

It was pretty obvious that Krauser had sold her out. After all, only 
the two of them had known were and when to meet in secret, that's how 
Saddler and his mindless misfits had managed to capture her. She had to 
admit, it was a decent ambush. Not too many people could get the drop 
on her, but perhaps she got a little careless. When Ada entered the 
tower to meet with Krauser she had used her gun to give the railing a 
series of taps. Then she heard Krauser's reply taps on the wall up the 
stairs. Why assume there would be any problem? He gave the correct 
response...  

Oh, that's right, she thought to herself... Krauser was two-thirds 
psycho, one-third idiot.  From the top of the stairs and from behind 
her soldiers rushed her. With no window to escape from she had no 
choice but except capture. Did he have a reason for his betrayal? 
Besides simply not liking...Scratch that, hating her? Their orders were 
to work together under Wesker, like it or not. Did the soldier boy have 
a plan of his own? Ada seriously doubted it. Which made her worry that 
Wesker decided that she was no longer needed. It was possible. But why 
not just kill her himself? Or why wasn't Saddler uses the plagas virus 
on her?

She stopped pacing and slowly looked to her right out of the window of 
her cell and for the first time since Raccoon city she felt fear... 
No...It was absolute terror that she was feeling. There was a very good 
reason that she was still alive. The blood moon! Saddler and his 
minions had a ritual were they would sacrifice a beautiful woman and 
then drink her blood from gold goblets. It was disgusting to think 
about but she knew it was true.

How long do I have? Maybe a few hours? At least one? The moon would be 
in place soon and she was stuck firmly in the cell. Think Ada! Think!!! 
Her hands were shaking.

"Son of a Bitch!" It was good to hear her own voice in the quite of the 
cell but it didn't change the fact that she would soon be tied down to 
a stone slab and murdered!
	
Ada had excellent training and had been in plenty of tight spots 
before, but now?  All of Saddler's soldiers, Salazar's followers, the 
nut job, Krauser, and possibly Wesker wanting her dead was too much... 
*sigh* All she could do was stand and try to calm down.

"Get a grip, girl!" There was fear in her voice. Ada couldn't regain 
her composure.   

Footsteps! They were coming for her! Shit! She could hear them making 
those horrible shrieking noises. The door flew open and four of 
Saddler's soldiers came into view. Two of them had teasers. Ada was 
tired and starving but had plenty of fight left in her. She had managed 
to blind one of them and break another's jaw but wasn't able to do much 
more.  Everything went dark with a horrible shot of pain.

Ada slowly regained consciousness. She was held to a stone slab with 
leather straps. Looking down she had noticed that she had been dressed 
in some ceremonial dress made of gold and red silk, it was a shame it 
was about to be ruined. It seemed that Saddler had just finished some 
speech about the blood ritual. Ada was glad she didn't have to hear it. 
Just a few minutes now, she couldn't see Krauser but figured he was 
around. He wouldn't want to miss this. The upright slab began to slowly 
move back into position. The moon slowly came into view; all of the 
fires at Salazar's castle gave the moon a red appearance. The slab 
stopped moving; she was in position now. Just seconds... On either side 
of the table Salazar's followers were in their black robes and bronze 
masks. One of them had the ceremonial silver sword, and he slowly 
raised it over his head. Ada thought for a moment that she saw blue 
eyes behind the mask, but she quickly turned her attention to the sword 
that would soon kill her.
	
Her heart was racing now, she cold feel cold sweat on her brow. Damn! 
Anger welled up inside her. She still had plans that must be carried 
out. Saddler gave the follower a nod, NO! and the sword came down with 
a lightning fast strike. A horrible wave of warm blood swept across her 
face. Only it wasn't her blood, the swordsmen had killed the other 
trooper. Ada was filled with shock, fear, terror, and surprise. Then 
her masked savior dropped the sword and began to unstrap her wrists and 
ankles.

"Who are you!?" Ada was near shock and the courtyard mob had gathered 
into an uproar. Some began to ascend the stairs to the section of 
castle that they were on. Ada hopped off of the stone slab and grabbed 
the silver sword. "Who are you!?" Ada commanded!

She needed to know if this person was friend or foe because things were 
going to start getting messy. The man pulled his hood back and removed 
the bronze mask.

"Leon! I can't believe it's really you!"

"You okay?" Leon asked with a half smile.

"How? Who? What did?" Ada was too shocked to form a sentence.

"We gotta get outta here." Leon put his index finger and thumb in his 
mouth and let out a high-pitched whistle. In the crowd Ada could see 
something plowing its way through the angry cultists. "What the!?"  Ada 
said, still shocked.

A pure white horse emerged from the mob and came to Leon's side. She 
watched Leon hop on top of the horse and held out his hand. "Lets get 
out of here." He said gently as if it were only the two of them at the 
castle. Ada slowly smiled and grabbed Leon's hand and he pulled her up 
onto the horse. She held on to him tight as he let out a yell that set 
horse in motion. The white stallion leapt an impossible height over the 
castle walls, and to her surprise they had never returned to the 
ground. The horse began running higher up and up into the sky. Ada just 
closed her eyes and enjoyed the impossible moment. Leon turned to her 
and met her eyes with an intense gaze that made her feel pleasantly 
uncomfortable.

"Ada?"

"Yes Leon?"

"We're receiving a transmission."

"What the hell did you just say!?" Ada couldn't believe her ears.

"We're receiving a transmission."  Leon's voice had changed.

"No! Nooo!" Ada shot forward in the seat of the helicopter.

"Are you okay?" The pilot asked.

"Dammit!" Ada said softy to herself, it had all just been a dream. 
"What's the message!?"

"Wesker wants an ETA on your arrival." The pilot replied.

"So why the hell did you wake me up, you idiot!?"

The pilot seemed to realize the mistake he had made and returned to the 
controls of the helicopter.

"ETA approximated at four hours from current time."

Damn flunkies. She slumped back into the seat and let out a disgusted 
sigh. She began to think about Leon and how he again managed to save 
her life from a terrible monster and with not as little as a "thank 
you" for her. Still, he'll find what she had left for him. The thought 
of it brought a smile to her face. He'll be surprised, and she was sure 
they would meet again soon.  After all, it was part of her plan.

A few moments passed. Ada thought more about the dream she had and let 
out a little chuckle at the thought of Leon in one of those stupid 
masks, and from the fantasy-like way he had rescued her. But then 
blushed knowing that it had been in her subconscious. Okay, she though 
to herself. There will be time for that later, but now I have to get 
focused and stay on track. There wouldn't be time for daydreams if she 
didn't want Wesker to notice that she had plans of her own. And things 
were going exactly as planned.

The End?  Surely No.
By Cats