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Part 3

It was very early in the morning when Piers decided to drag himself up from the bed. It was still very early that the sky was still dark, but he was very sure that it will brighten up soon. He saw the light hue of blue on in the midst of the blackness.

In the end, he still couldn't make up his mind.

He was indecisive. He simply couldn't choose. And he knew that he need to think about it as hard as he could as his final decision will decide how he will live the rest of his life. Will he return to the BSAA to hunt down BOWs despite his very gruesome appearance? Or will he stay here in this small family for a simple life of servitude?

Splashing his face with the water, Piers bent his torso upwards as he faced the smooth surface of the mirror with cracked edge. The C-Virus must have been merciful to him, at least he didn't have a third eye and all that remained on his face was that huge scar that ran across his forehead to his lower right jaw. Lin was right, he didn't look like a J'avo with their very odd skin complexion and having their blood capillaries exposed all over the skin.

The scar didn't make him look like a J'avo. But it made him look like he got into an accident - a very bad accident.

But he still wasn't the same Piers Nivan anymore.

As Piers stepped into the cold shower and let the icy water ran through his back, he couldn't help but to wonder.

If it was before he was accepted into this humble family, Piers would not hesitate to rejoin the BSAA. He can easily forget that he was indeed infected by the C-Virus.

But after spending more time with them, especially with Lin's company, it made Piers realized how much that he wanted a simple life for himself. Not chasing BOWs all across the globe.

Giving his right, blue-ish arm one last glance, Piers grumbled as he pulled the sleeves down and exited his room, "Shit."

He tried to act as normal as possible. But of course failing miserably.

Lin's father, as the manager of the restaurant, had caught Piers dozing off several times in a day where he was staring into the empty space. His work was barely done, for a chores that would take him an hour, it took him thrice the time.

As he returned to the corner to resume his work after a quick lecture by the manager, Piers was still the same. Millions of thought went through his mind.

It took him long enough that he finally completes his daily chores. Luckily for him, the restaurant was closing early tonight so he didn't need to rush things.

"Damn, man. Finally." Although it was the same amount of work, Piers felt like it was doubled mainly because he was not in his working mood. Wiping the grease on his finger to his shirt, Piers was ready to return to his room and waited for dinner to be served. As he walked passed the third floor, which happened to be the family's home, he saw that Lin, along with her parents and her old granny was having dinner together. (They had invited him to have dinner together, but Piers insisted that he will have his on his own)

Must be nice to have a family like that.

He was about to climb the next stair when he heard his name was being mentioned.

"Do you think that Piers was the guy in the posters all over? His hair look so much like it. If he didn't have the scar on his face..." The gruff voice of Lin's father had Piers pressing his forehead to the wall to eavedrop. They were speaking in English, thank god they were Chinese-Americans.

Like that bitch Ada Wong who had an excellent English accent.

"If that's true, then we can't have him in our house. If the BSAA wants him, then something must be wrong with him. He might be a spy J'avo or something. Just look at his face and his weird arm! I saw him sparks electric that day!" The old woman supported her son's statement. 'Shit.' It flashed through Piers' mind. But when the voice of the little girl spoke up defensively, Piers wanted to give her a bear hug.

"Don't say that about Uncle Piers, grandma! He's a good guy! He's not a J'avo! Uncle Piers said that BASS was where he used to work for!"

'C'mon, Lin, when are you going to get the BSAA right?'

Piers felt somewhat relieved that Lin back him up.

Then Lin's mother, who was sitting next to her daughter agreed, "Well, since Piers came, he never really caused us any trouble. But if he is really who the BSAA want, then we have to do something about it."

Of all of the sudden, Piers felt like all his energy was sapped away from his very own body. He felt exhausted and weak.

His time to choose to between to turn himself in to Captain Redfield and to confess himelf to the family was getting shorter. He need to choose fast or it won't be soon before the family will turn Piers themselves.

He didn't bother to listen more as he climbed to his room.

As he sat with his dinner on the small desk, he could barely even touch it. The smell of the food even made him gagged slightly; not because the food was bad but his appetite just wasn't there. Although his stomach was grumbling and growling for the bowl of hot steamy food.

Lin sat on the edge of the bed like she usually did. It became a bad habit for her to stay and watch him eat while he was talking. He took a spoonful of food, but chewed very slowly, and Lin noticed that, "Is the food bad?" the eight years old asked softly.

Piers shook his head before setting down the cutlery he had in his hand, "Nah. I just... not in the mood."

"Is it about the BSAA mama and papa talking about?"

Not bad, for an eight years old. But she's turning nine in the next six days.

It took effort to swallow the food, but the ex-BSAA nodded, admitting defeat. Lin's fingers fiddled with the sheets as her legs swung back and forth, "So... are you really leaving us to go to the BSAA?"

He remained silent for a moment, chewing the next spoon of food longer than it was necessary.

He don't have a choice now, didn't he? Even if he remained to pretend to be completely oblivious to the whole situation, sooner or later, Captain Redfield will find him here. It's better to tell her the truth.

"Maybe." Piers could only say that much. He will not sugar-coat it.

From what he can see, she was clearly upset by his answer. She gulped once before asked him shakingly again, "What exactly did the BSAA do? Why did they want you to go there?"

Time for some G-rated bedtime story, he thought. "The BSAA... what they do is that they find the J'avos and other monsters and stop them. To keep people safe." Seems legit for a eight years old, "And they want me back because they need me to help them stopping the ugly monsters." Piers supposed that she couldn't understand the word 'BOW'. Bio organic weapon, a little too much for someone as young as her.

"Like a superhero? So, they want you back so that you can be a superhero?"

That sounds very legit. A superhero. Yeah, everyone on the BSAA were superheroes. Superheroes who would die for the world. Piers nodded easily, sitting on the bed next to her as he patted her short black hair, "Yeah, Linnie."

Later, he found her dozing off on his lap. She looked very cute, very serene when she was sleeping. It was obvious to him that she enjoyed his company. He did too likewise.

Piers Nivans suddenly found himself feeling very happy to have a child to care for, he felt privileged to become her big brother (despite that she kept calling him uncle). He never had a younger sibling or anyone to care for back in those days so his firsthand experience was definitely enjoyable.

But he knew that he won't stay like this forever. After all, he belonged to the BSAA and he must return there someday. And that day was very soon.

Lifting her up into his arms, Piers carried her carefully to her own room downstairs. Her parents saw them, but they made no move to stop him as Lin's father opened the door to Lin's room for him. Piers settled the young girl to her bed as she pulled the covers up to her shoulders. She was sound asleep.

He tip-toed out of her room quietly as he closed the door behind him. As expected, the family decided to confront Piers about the whole deal with the BSAA. But before they can say anything, Piers had already fulfilled their wish.

"I'm going to the BSAA tomorrow."

'I will be her superhero, the least.'

He said with much determination.

3 days later

The reunion with his Captain and the BSAA was a pleasant one. More so, it ended very well for him.

The moment that Chris Redfield saw his long-lost comrade, he was given a crushing hug, a brotherly handshake and the 'interrogation' session they had at the Far East branch of BSAA was more like a chatting between two close friends.

It didn't take long for them before they found themselves in a local bar with several other BSAA members who flew to China just to see the supposely deceased Piers. The best things was, no one seemed to mind Piers new horrific scar on his face as they cheered for him when he announced that he will be rejoining the BSAA, much to his relief. They were the noisiest on the small bar but the other customers didn't mind one bit because Chris decided that the next round will be his.

A fresh start. A fresh game.

"Glad to see that you're still in the BSAA, Captain." Piers said as he chugged his beer down. He was now sitting in a more quiet corner of the bar with Chris, who had another bottle in his hand.

Chris took a gulp before reaching out for his pocket to show him the emblem Piers left for him on the facility, "You were right about it, when you said that I could still be of use to the BSAA."

"Thanks, Captain."

Chris shrugged, a little tipsy from the drinks he had previously with the other BSAA units, "There's still some paperwork and procedures to be done before you can get your ass back to the BSAA. I'll handle them. It's nice that you'll be returning to us. You're the best damn sniper I ever had." His words were a little slurred but Piers caught his meanings.

"Sure. But there's one more thing I need to tell you, Captain."

"Oh?"

Finishing the last drop of the alcoholic beverage he had in his hand, Piers smirked up to his Captain as he confessed, "I'm not going back to the States. I'm staying."

A year later
China

"Give it back, Shin!"

Her high pitched shriek had the boys laughing even louder as they threw the school bag above the air where Lin couldn't reach. Her female friends could only watch in symphaty as they could do nothing to stop the bullies.

A very typical and common scene on a school. But still very annoying.

She was on the verge of tears as she pleaded with the plumpy boy who was now in possesion of her schoolbag, "Please!"

As the child ignored her and hovered her belongings to another friend at the other side, a long pair of arms suddenly caught the bag mid-air before it could reach the other person standing behind Lin. His height easily towered the rest of the group as he handed the bag to the original owner before turning to the head of the bullies.

"At your young age and you're already picking on the girls? That will not make you a man." He said smoothly. The children was in awe as they stared at Lin's saviour. He was dressed from head to toe in the BSAA uniform and adorned on his emblem was the 'BSAA Far East Branch SOA'

He walked back to Lin as he brushed her hair lightly. Turning his head slightly to the boys one last time, he said it loud and clear, "Next time you pick on people, come see me instead. I am always up for one."

He didn't even to ook back to them and he knew that they had already scrambled away to wherever they wanted.

Lin froze on where she was, her friends who were now standing next to her were also staring at him with wide eyes.

"Hey, Linnie. Ready to head home? Your mom said the restaurant been busy so she asked me to pick you up."

She beamed in excitement as she squeezed her arms around his broad frame, "So you're driving me home? Great!"

But of course, she had one last thing to do before she will leave the scene. Pushing her companion ahead of her to her friends of the same age, she said almost proudly.

"Meet Uncle Piers. He's a superhero who worked on the BASS."

And he grunted. For the same reason over and over again.

"It's BSAA, Linnie."

Fin

A.N: So that's it, folks. I've done a Piers fic! Hopefully it's legit enough. :)

I would like give my thanks to CoolCat0720for suggesting me a Piers fic in the first place. Credits for CoolCat too for the first part of the fic (It was CoolCat's idea). My thanks too to anyone who reviewed/favourited/followed/read this fic. XD

Til then, I hope you enjoy this so far.

P.S: So, yeah, if any of you happen to be a Jake/Sherry fan (For an extent, I am an avid fan), come give me a visit. I welcome it wholly. And if you don't (or haven't), you should start now. *wink*

CK - Ace