Two Worlds Meet

Everything is linked together by a special chain of events. Most people say that those events link you to something if you do them correctly. If you are destined to do something, have something, or even meet someone, then you have to feel destined, and make the right choices. Even the bad things can happen for those links. But people are connected to each other depending on their personality and what choices they make. Even the most different of people can be connected by a single accident. People can be linked together even if something happens that wasn't supposed to. But everyone is connected to someone, situation good... or bad.
Leon S. Kennedy was walking down a subway station. He had piece of gum in his mouth until he spat it out. He was walking with detective Douglas Carter. They both knew each other from when Leon was around five and six years old. Douglas was a friend of his mother.

"So, when's this hunk-a-junk they call a train coming?" Leon asked.

"4:02..." Douglas said. Douglas looked at his watch to see it was 4:02 already, "...ish..." Douglas pulled out a pack of cigarettes and offered it to Leon. Leon shook his head.

"I'm sure you know I don't smoke," said Leon, tossing another piece of gum into his mouth. "I chew gum."

"Very funny," said Douglas.

"What's on the agenda for today?" asked Leon, still waiting for the train.

"Well, I didn't expect to see you here. I'm going to go get a checkup at my doctor's office," said Douglas.

"If this train gets here anytime soon!" said Leon impatiently. "I was going to the theater to enjoy my vacation... well, what's left of it. Nothing's really happened in my vacation. This whole 'vacation' thing isn't exactly the stroll in the park I imagined. My last assignment was more exciting than this."

"What was your last assignment?"

"Saving the president's daughter..." The train finally came. "Well, it's about time." The doors opened and people burst out of them, mainly business people. "Great." Leon tried to make his way onto the train. Douglas had disappeared into the crowd. Leon finally felt a hollow surface below him, and saw that he was in the train. He found a seat and sat down. "Finally," he said, looking at the crowd coming in and out. Douglas sat in the seat in front of him. "Sure is a bitch when it's a business day, huh?"

"You got that right," said Douglas, stomping on the cigarette he just spit out. "And when a train is late, that is too." Leon nodded.

"So what do you think of this train?" said Leon, looking at a gum-wad.

"It's a piece of junk!" said Douglas, hiding the cigarette he just stomped on. Leon made a little laugh. The train doors closed, and it started moving. A girl ran to the train window and looked into it. She looked at Leon, and he looked at her. He looked as she fell behind as the train started moving. Leon made a grin, and looked out the window at the upcoming tunnel they were entering.

"Nobody said it was easy," said Leon. Leon rested his head on his fist, looking at his reflection in the window. It reminded him of his last assignment. But that was a distant memory. Tragedies can be healed, but not forgotten. It certainly wasn't forgotten. "Gum's lost flavor, already." He spit it out and sat quietly... thinking. He thought about what hat happened that horrible day. He thought about how the scenery of a castle and the woods, and then suddenly found himself in a subway train again. "My, how things have changed!" he said to himself, studying the train. "Who was that girl?" he suddenly blurted to himself. He didn't even mean to say it.

"Pardon?" said Douglas.

"Nothing," he said.

Later that moment, Leon found himself chewing about 20 pieces of gum, thinking. He was out of gum, now. He had a feeling that something worse was going to happen. He was a thinker. But the sense of destruction pretty much always came through, like with his cat... The train was pretty much a slow one. Leon had enough time to think about his whole mission. But, as he had thought, it was a memory. He wondered how Ashley was doing. Then again, it was her who caused Leon's almost-death. Who get's captured multiple times? But anyway, only three miles were left. "Is it me, or has it been an hour?" asked Leon sarcastically.

"It has," Douglas said. Leon's eyes widened. "Well, where we're going, looks like we're going to have to postpone it." Leon cursed.

"I was going to watch a good movie too!" Leon said, finally spitting the giant wad of gum out. "They call this a train? I would have been better off driving!" Finally the train stopped, and the doors opened. "Remind me not to take this train anymore." Leon got off of the train to see a blonde girl sitting on a bench, panting. She was waiting for someone. "Hey, it's that girl again," he said to himself again. Leon shrugged. "She even got here before the train! Leon shrugged again, and walked out of the subway. Douglas went down the other side of the street to the medical clinic. Leon walked down the street, saying "hi" to many people he knew. Leon wanted to sue the train company, but then again, it was only a movie he missed. Leon went into the upcoming theater, only to see the next starting time was 7:30. "Darn it!"

Douglas was walking to the medical clinic when he saw a woman about his age in the street. She saw walking very slowly, not noticing the truck coming toward. She was walking too slowly. The truck was too close, and Douglas was still analyzing was going on. The girl was about to get hit by the truck, he thought. The truck's breaks were heard screeching as it attempted to stop. Everyone looked at the woman, as one man ran out to save her. He successfully saved her, and Douglas thought "Why didn't I do that?" Then he thought that it was just his age. Then he walked into the clinic, looking down at the ground in depression.

A kid was walking by with the name "Jared" on his nametag. He walked just past Douglas and into a library—his job. He signed in and went to the checkout desk. Then a person came up to him.

"Jared, someone wants to know where a certain book is," the person said. "I'll watch the checkout desk." Jared shook his head and went to the person where "Jake" was pointing at.

"Jared?" the girl asked.

"Rose?" he asked with an embarrassed smile. "I've never seen you come here before."

"I didn't know you worked here," she said.

"Well, what book do you want?" he asked.

"Jane Wheel's Night Seeker. I need it for a project and this book seemed to be a resemblance to it," Rose said. Jared just kept nodding and smiling. "J-Jared?" she asked. "Are you there?" Jared suddenly snapped back into his senses.

"Oh, sorry!" he said. He used a sliding-ladder to climb up to a certain shelf. He found the Jane Wheel section and saw the book. He reached for the book, but something was wrong... the book wouldn't come out. "Um... just a minute!" he said. He tried pulling it out. It was stuck against two sticky books. "Man, whoever had these books must have read in the bathroom!" Jared desperately tried to pull the book out. He looked back and smiled at Rose. Then he suddenly jerked at the book, which still wouldn't come out. "My God!" he said. Then, suddenly, the book came out, causing Jared to lose balance. He grabbed the ladder in time. "Got it!" he said, raising the book into the air. He climbed down and gave the book to Rose.

"Thanks a lot, Jared," she said, walking to the checkout desk. She talked to the boy who was there, and they both began laughing, and they both looked at each other. Jared looked at them both as he pulled out glasses and put them on. He sighed, turned around, and walked into the bookshelf.

A young woman was walking down the street. She had just passed Leon and (who had just gotten out of the library) Rose. She walked down an alleyway and through a door to see two men who had masks.

"Give me your wallet!" one said, in fake tough voice.

"Very funny, 'mystery-guest!'" she said.

"Yeah, I love this mask! People who walk in can be scared to their bones when they see two musclemen with masks ask them for their wallets!"

"Well, you have one thing wrong: you're scrawny!" she said. The guy shrugged. "Get ready, guys; we only have five minutes till we're on!" She walked to a dressing-room and put some makeup on; she already had the right clothes on. She looked at the clock. "Three minutes!" she said. She walked out of the dressing room, past a few people dressed as angels, and backstage, where other people were in position, including the two men in masks.

"Remember, people, smile, sing loud, look good, and don't embarrass your director!" he said. He stood in front of them as the curtains rose up. "Good evening, ladies and gentlemen! Tonight we have two special guests that will be singing with us today, give it up for Greg Stevenson and Shawn Laden!" The two men with masks revealed their faces and walked to the front of the stage.

"Hello, people, I'm Shawn Laden! You my know me from a few movies I've made, but tonight I'm doing something different and I've never done it before in public... I kind of wished I would never... Greg and I are going to sing!" The audience began clapping.

"Hello, guys and girls, I'm Greg Stevenson. I'm not famous for making movies like Shawn, but you may know me from a few record albums! But uh, Shawn here, he'll never make even one solo record," he said. Everyone laughed and clapped.

"Ok, for the moment you all have been waiting for, the people finally get to sing and partially act! Give it up!"

Leon, who was walking out of the movie theater disappointed, bumped into someone who dropped library books. He bent down to pick them up. "I'm so sorry," he said. He picked them up and gave them to the girl. It was that same girl. "Hi," he said.

"Hi," she said. "Sorry about that, I..."

"No, it was my fault." He looked at the books. The due-date was that day. "Where are you going with those books?"

"To the library; I had to run down to the subway-station down there to get my books from someone. Where is that library again?" she asked herself.

"It's down there," he said, pointing to the building that said LIBRARY elaborately.

"Oh thanks! I'm Heather," she said.

"My name's Leon," he said, shaking hands with her.

"Wait a minute! You're that guy from the train," she said. "What a coincidence."

"Yeah," Leon said, looking at the very familiar girl. "You missed the train. That's too bad."

"Yeah, train's gone berserk," Heather said.

"Yeah, it has. You got to the train-station before the train got there itself!" said Leon. Heather smiled at him. He smiled back with all of his courage.

"Well, I have to go turn these books in before six o' clock. It was nice meeting you. Not to mention I turned 26 today."

"I turned 27 about a month ago," Leon said. "Well, goodbye." Heather turned around and walked toward the library. "Wait!" he said suddenly. She turned around and looked at him. He thought for second about what he said. "Um... never mind, never mind."

"Ok. Bye," she said, turning around again. He should have asked. He looked at her walk to the library. He then turned around and walked away.

The day went by fast. There seemed to be quiet a silence that day. Leon was in the theater watching the new movie Resident Evil Apocalypse. He liked the city's name that was about to get destroyed... although... He sat there, enjoying the movie with a large orange juice and a bag of popcorn. He had a candy bar, but he dropped it... and it was a lollipop. The movie was almost over. But he just couldn't watch the rest. Not because he was afraid, but he didn't feel in the mood. He was depressed, a little. He took his popcorn and drink and walked out. There Leon was, walking down the sidewalk carrying a Mega Bucket of popcorn and a large drink. He finished the popcorn and threw it away, but still carried the drink. Soon, he went to the library, where he was forced to throw the drink away. There he met Jared.

"I need a book," he said.

"What book?" asked Jared, looking at Leon in envy.

"Depression for Dummies," he sarcastically said. "I'm just kidding. I need Night Seeker."

"I'm sorry, but we're sold out," said Jared. "You'll need to come back in five days if you want that one."

"Well, thanks, anyway," he said. Leon walked and a book caught his eye. The next thing he knew, he was at the checkout desk with a book by Robert Greelens. It was about a kid who was stuck in a tragic fire and had his face burnt off.

"Nice choice," the clerk said.

"Robert Greelens is a good author," Leon said. The man scanned the book and his library card, told him it was due in five days, and Leon walked off. He sat down on a bench and opened the book to page 125, a page he left off in for a few years. He then turned to the author's page to see a "Robert Greelens" picture. He died five weeks ago. He read that in the new paper the day he died. He looked up at the sunset, then figured he should get to his apartment. He got up, closed the book, and put it in his jacket-pocket. He walked down the sidewalk, wondering why he felt so down. He thought the movie would help, but that didn't even do anything. Maybe, instead of going home, having a nice walk in the park would do good. He thought, then thought no. Then, said to himself suddenly... "Heather."

Well, another Shaderem X Production. Resident Evil 4 and Silent Hill 3 are my two favorite games and then I got the idea to put them together. I think it's a good idea. Well, this is the introduction to the main characters such as Heather Morris, Douglas Carter, Leon S. Kennedy, Jared Miles, and the unknown singer. Well, I hope you like it, and please leave a review. But, if you don't like it, I can delete this story. But if you do like it, I will continue it.