Hello there! I know I was to get this up a long time ago but things happen. I redid it and hope it's to your liking. I would like to thanks those who didn't give up on me; I dedicate this to you guys. Enjoy ^_^ I own nothing of Capcom

Warning: Adult situations, this is rated M for those reasons

~Before I'm Dead~

Pandora's Box

Rain fell endlessly upon this day. Claire watched with tears as a white rose was tossed onto a sleek black casket. Jill pulled the auburn haired woman into her arms. "Shh Claire, it's going to be alright. We have to go see Chris." She spoke gently, letting the younger woman step back.

Claire nodded and tightened her black jacket. "Let's go." Jill smiled and payed her last respects to Sheva Alomar.

…...

Rebecca sighed as she handed Carlos a cup of coffee. "Claire just called; she is on her way here with Jill." She said as she sat in a chair next to him. Carlos grimaced; he knew how the two ladies felt for Chris. True Chris hadn't been here for very long, but his condition went from bad to worse. At first it was just that Chris had been beaten to a bloody pulp, Rebecca managed to get him clean and all stitched up. However early this morning he had slipped into a coma.

Jill had explained what had happen in Africa, to Carlos surprise Jill still seemed to be all in one piece. Albert Wesker was one hell of a monster. Luckily Carlos hadn't the chance to encounter him.

"Someday Wesker will get what's coming to him." He muttered darkly, bringing the cup to his lips. Rebecca bit her lip, remembering the stories Jill had told her. 'That man may think he is a God but he is just a damn infected traitorous unfeeling prick.' Her mind raged silently.

Then the door opened a few moments later, and the ladies walked in. Dressed in all black, soaked from the rain. Claire turned her blue eyes upon Carlos. "Anything happened while we were away?" She asked, tossing her jacket on the table.

Rebecca and Carlos exchanged worried glances. Jill halted, curious of their reaction. Claire felt her heart skipped a beat as she stared into Carlo's brown eyes.

He cleared his throat as he set his coffee down near Jill. "Chris is in a coma." He spoke in a sad tone. A wave of shock and disbelief rushed into Claire. 'This can't be.' Without another word she darted into the next room, Jill followed her.

A sob escaped Claire's lips, and the blonde held her in place. Chris lay upon the bed, a

tube in his mouth. The monitor beeping. Rage surged through Claire's veins at the sight of Chris. First it was Sheva now Chris was on the verge of death. 'I swear I'll kill him. Wesker had messed with the wrong person.' She thought as she shoved Jill away from her, emotions running high.

Jill flinched as; she saw a look of hatred cross the younger Redfield. "I need to be alone Jill." She said with controlled anger. The blonde haired woman frowned, but decided to leave her alone. Slowly she turned and left with a click from the shutting door. Claire let out a breath of relief, knowing that Jill left her alone.

She turned and faced her brother; a hand brushed his hair softly. "I'm sorry Chris." She whispered as she kissed his forehead.

Two hours later

Claire was in her room, pacing back and forth. There was only one way to get her revenge and facing Wesker the way she is now would be painful and pointless. The virus in his system made him practically invincible, and that is a fatal thing to behold. She was only human, yet she pondered. 'If I could get the same virus wouldn't that make him my equal?' A smile lit her features.

Then she went over to her closet, pulling out a black backpack. She pulled out a few pair of blue denim jeans, two hoodies and some dark colored tanks. 'Tracking him shouldn't be a problem. I'll make sure everything goes as planned.' With that thought she started to change out of her sweat pants.

A sigh escaped her lips as her cell phone started to ring. Glancing at the caller id, she smiled. "Hello Leon."

"Listen Rebecca just called me, I'm sorry to hear about what happened to your brother." His voice spoke through the phone softly.

Claire felt the tears start to fall slowly. She hated to be reminded of how Wesker managed to damage Chris. Wiping her tears away furiously, she bit her lip. "I appreciate your concern, but don't worry about me. I'll handle things from here on out." She spoke calmly, as she quickly pulled on her jeans.

She could almost picture Leon scowling at her response. "Listen Claire, I understand that you are going through a rough time but that doesn't mean you should make rash decisions. You could accidentally get yourself killed." He said as if scolding a child.

Claire felt herself grow angry at the man. "I am in control of my actions Leon. Don't

worry about me. The problem will be dealt with." She said through clenched teeth as she shut the phone and tossed it on her bed. Grabbing a pillow she shoved it into her face and let out a frustrated scream. 'Damn that Wesker.'

…...

Jill ran her fingers through Chris's hair, tears staining her face. "I just wished I could've been stronger. You know it's not the same without you around. Although you aren't dead yet but still it's like you are a ghost. You're alive but no one can really see that." She whispered as she hugged his body close.

The door opened and Rebecca strolled in, with a small smile. "I made you a cup of soup." she said politely as she handed her a cup of Cambell's Tomato Soup.

Jill smiled, accepting the cup. "Thanks Becca." Taking a generous sip from her cup.

The dark haired woman sat beside her. "I've talked with Leon earlier, I told him everything." She said lightly putting a hand on Jill's shoulder.

Then all of a sudden Jill's phone started to vibrate. Taking it out of her pocket she answered it. "What?"

"Drop everything and go check on Claire." Leon's voice hissed through the phone. Becca raised her eyebrow as Jill stood up suddenly.

"What's going on?" Jill asked, full of concern. The blonde made her way up to Claire's room. Opening the door she glanced around, noticing that the window was wide open.

"Damn she's gone." Jill said through the phone. She could hear him swear.

"Claire is going after Wesker. I'm going to come over and we'll track her down

before she gets herself killed." He said before hanging up. Jill felt herself sink into the mattress; things are turning into a living hell.

The moonlight lit the road as Claire drove on. "Sorry guys but I got this." She muttered as she turned on the CD player. Music drifted in the car, making Claire relax instantly. The younger Redfield loved the way music calmed her nerves. She hummed the melody, as the words of the singer branded itself inside her mind.

~ I still remember the world

From the eyes of a child

Slowly those feelings

Were clouded by what I know now~

As she listened her thoughts turned to the inhuman evil man. 'He's changed this world so much already. I have to stop him before our world is completely destroyed.' She thought as she continued to drive. The phone in her pocket rang endlessly, as she ignored the calls from her friends. A smile lit her features. "Africa here I come." Claire figured to start her search at the last place Wesker was at.

Two days later:

The younger Redfield approached the abandoned facility. Her blue eyes took in the scenery before her, it was burnt and bloodstains were everywhere. She clutched her guns close to her, ready for anything.

Claire moved inside, her steps cautious. She glanced around, her heart racing. Her fingers grabbed the doorknob closest to her. Instantly the breath was knocked out of her as a zombie attacked her, catching her off guard.

Her instincts kicked in automatically as she swung a kick at the zombie before shooting it in head. Blue eyes narrowed at the sight. 'Fucking zombies I swear they are a pain in the ass.' She thought as she left the room.

…...

Albert Wesker watched with irritation as his enemy made her way through the facility. The monitor showed the younger Redfield shoot more of the infected beings. He recalled his last encounter with the red headed woman.

The way Claire cried out in pain as he nearly crushed her shoulder made him want to go out and do it all over again. He disliked the Redfields with a burning intensity. Wesker knew that the woman would one day track him. With Chris out of the way, it'll be so much easier to bring down Claire.

He smirked, picturing the younger Redfield in agony as he unleashed his godlike abilities upon her. It would be so simple yet he would take his time. He continued to watch her as she went through the building, searching.

Wesker was about to leave when he noticed what room she was in. A growl nearly escaped his lips as he saw her touch his own creation in the glass vessel. Using his speed, he was gone.

…...

Claire bit her lip as she stared curiously at the vial in her hand. The dark liquid was filled with unimaginable danger. 'So this is it. The one thing that'll help defeat Wesker. Revenge will be sweet.' She thought as she continued to examine it.

"I'd put that down if I were you, Miss Redfield." A cool voice spoke from behind her.

Instantly she shuttered, recognizing the voice. It brought back unwanted memories of the past. She set the vial back into the case, turning to face the inhuman monster known as Albert Wesker.

Dressed in all black, blonde hair was slicked back; his pale features were sculpted in a cold collected demeanor. His signature black shades hid liquid flames; she knew that would burn with great cruelty and intelligence.

Blue eyes narrowed upon his form. This was the one responsible for everything that gone wrong in the world. All of a sudden Chris's face flashed in her mind. Rage filled through Claire's veins, as she pulled her gun out and started shooting.

Wesker dodged the bullets gracefully, his signature smirk upon his face. "Come now Miss Redfield, surely you can do better than that." He taunted, moving closer to her.

Annoyance crept upon her lovely features. Then she attempted to land a blow to his face, which he caught without much effort. Panic flashed in her blue eyes briefly as she tried to pull her hand back. Wesker let his gloved fingers tighten his hold on her,

preventing her from escaping.

The blonde tyrant let his other hand cluched at her red tresses painfully, causing her to hiss out at the discomfort. "I swear if you don't release me, you'll regret it." She spat out, glaring all her hate for him.

Amusement lit his features. "Regret? That is something I won't ever feel, Dear heart." He said leaning closer to his enemy, noticing the sweet scent in her hair. "Tell me, what is that scent you give off?" He whispered in her ear, somewhat curious.

Claire flushed, thrown off guard by the question. 'What the hell?' Her heart skipped a beat, as she recalled what shampoo she used today. "Sensual Amber, why?"

He didn't respond right away, he just stared at her through his glasses. Then his voice spoke in a bored tone. "It's distasteful." As he released her in thatmoment, he kicked her to the metal wall.

Claire groaned in pain, as her vision swirled. She took a breath, and slowly stood up. Wesker removed his glasses, letting her see the proof of his inhuman existence. She pulled out her knives from her back pockets, letting her eyes dart to the case five feet from her. Blue eyes stared intently upon his, ready for the next round.

Wesker cracked his neck, advancing closer. "Tell me Claire, how is Chris?" Anger lit her features as she responded by throwing the sharp knives, taking her chance to distract Wesker.

Instantly she flipped over to the case, taking the dangerous liquid item into her arm. Pain spread through her upper arm, and she sank to the floor clutching her arm. Claire's vision became blurry, but she could hear Wesker's voice so clearly. "That was an unwise decision, Miss Redfield." He said as he pulled her into his arms.

Automatically he injected her with another serum, causing the redhead to go limp. Wesker watched as her beautiful blue eyes shut, the drug in her system taking her to unconsciousness. 'An infected Redfield, this should prove to be somewhat interesting.' He thought as he walked out the door with the unconscious woman in his arms.

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And that is the end of the first chapter. I hope this version was to your liking. Please tell me what you think. Also in case anyone was wondering what song Claire was listening to in the car. It's called "Field of Innocence" by : Evanescence. Next chapter shall be up soon. ^~^ Thanks for reading!