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Wesker's Daughter	By : LadyLuck1990 Category: +M through R > Resident Evil Views: 3800 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: Resident Evil doesn't belong to me what so ever, and I also make NO money off this story. I know I use Angel a lot but she's my main character, so she belongs to me...no touchy her.

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All she knew is that she was stuck in the middle of now where at the age of eight years old. (actually she didn't know where she was) She had wandered into a church, thinking she had heard the voice of her father. She ended up in a room surrounded by lickers that where slowly moving towards her. She didn't know what to do so she just stood there, clutching the stuffed cat doll to her chest. When one went at her a gun shot had gone off.
It had been Chris Redfield who saved her that night. Once she looked at him, he stopped dead in his tracks. Her eyes where a bright red color with feline like pupils and her hair was blonde that reached to her shoulders. As he stared at her, he knew it. She was the daughter of Albert Wesker.
Ten Years Later
"Dad." said a brown haired girl leaning between the seats, she wore black sunglasses over her eyes.
"Yes Angel?" asked Chris.
"Why am I here in Africa again?" she asked.
"You're BSAA now. You're here on a mission to help me." said Chris. "To investigate a terrorist threat."
"Hm..." said Angel leaning against his shoulder. "Can I take my glasses off?"
"No. We'll be where we need to be in five minutes." he said.
She sighed as she stared at him through her black sunglasses. "Please. For like five minutes then?"
He sighed and looked at her as he drove to the village he needed to stop at. "I said no." he stated. "You had the whole time to take them off..."
"I fell asleep." she pouted. He parked the car and she sighed. She climbed out of the back seat with her back pack. She heard something and turned as a woman came walking up to them making her hit Chris and he turned.
"My name is Sheva Alomar. Looks like we're going to be partners." she said smiling at him. She looked at the girl and could've sworn she saw her eyes glow a bright red behind the glasses.
"Dad I need to re-dye my hair." she said looking at him.
"Did you bring your hair dye?" he asked. He saw Angel pout and he sighed. "I'll take that as a no." When she was 11, he explained who her father was and what he did. The fact that pissed her off was that he left her on her own when she was eight years old with just a note in the collar around her stuffed toy that said "Good luck trying to survive."
Angel was following Sheva and Chris through the village. She was looking around at people who stared at Chris and Angel as they walked by. She wasn't really listening to what the two adults where talking about, she was lost in her own thoughts. She had a bad feeling about being here and normally when she had bad feelings, it meant something. She wasn't paying attention to where she smacked straight into Chris' back as he stopped infront of a door with Sheva.
They where meeting a person who would give them guns. Angel opened a metal case and stared down at the gun that laid there. It was a silver magnum and hand gun. "Samurai Edge."
'What?" asked Chris looking at Angel.
"I'm naming the hand gun Samurai Edge." said Angel grabbing it and putting it in the holder that was on her hip. She grabbed the magnum and loaded it before putting it in the back of her pants.
Chris tossed Angel her combat knife and she caught it and strapped it to her hip. "I didn't get your name." said Sheva staring at her.
"Angelina We...Redfield." Chris looked at Angel as he realized she almost said Wesker. "I got by Angel."
"Nice to meet you Angel."
"Yup." she said.
Angel was following the two senior BSAA agents into a room where they found a man in a lot of pain. When he shot himself back and blood left his eyes. He stood up and went at Angel who aimed her gun. Her eyes glowing a bright red as she slid her finger over the trigger. Chris' eyes widened as a black mist swarmed Angel when she pulled the trigger which struck the man in the head and he fell down.
"Angel!" The mist disappeared and she looked at him weird.
"What?" she asked.
"Don't..." He took her weapon away making Angel stare at him.
"What the fuck did I do?!" she asked following.
Seeing as there was no way out of the building, Chris leaped out a window and landed on one of his knees and his hands. Sheva followed and landed the same way. Angel backed up and ran to the window before leaping out. She flipped and landed crouched down on her feet. She stood up and smiled at Chris who smacked her upside the head with a smile.
Angel ran her hand over her forehead, it was hot where they where. Put that's what she got for wearing a leather zip up tank top where the zipper was done to the middle of her cleavage, leather pants, and leather combat boots oh and can't forget the leather gloves. When she dressed like that Chris looked at her like she had grown three heads but said nothing only muttering something about like father, like daughter. She continued following them to a house where the two senior BSAA agents looked out the window and she saw a ladder. She climbed up it as Sheva gasped.
When she reached the top, she herself gasped as she saw a large man with an axe like weapon. She saw the man from earlier get his head cut off and she put her hand over her mouth when the man with the bullhorn looked over at them and started shouting in African. "Angel!" shouted Chris leaping and grabbing Angel's legs, pulling her down from the ladder.
Angel was pressed against Chris' back as the men started coming in through the windows. He tossed her magnum over his head and she snatched it up and started shooting the people in their heads. She climbed up the ladder, went to the edge and started shooting those coming at the house. She felt the building shake when she lost her balance and fell off the edge where she had been standing. She landed on her feet behind the man with an axe.
"Angel run!" shouted Chris as Angel aimed her magnum at the man's head.
"I can kill him!" shouted Angel.
"I SAID RUN!" he shouted. Angel groaned before sprinting off in another direction. One of the men hit her, making her glasses fall off her face. She turned back around to get them but he ended up stepping on them.
She turned back around and ran as fast as she could to where she was just a blur and she kicked herself off the ground and leaped over the steel gate. She landed and continued to run, weaving in and out of alleys to get around buildings and she kicked herself off the ground and landed on top of a house. She looked around to see if she'd see the helicopter that she could've sworn she heard Chris mention. When she did it had to be miles away from where she was as she watched it blow the gate open. She grabbed at her hair with one hand as she realized she was all on her own and she had no idea where she was.
"Fuck!" she snapped as her bright red feline like eyes looked around. She had to find her way back to her father, some how. She sat down and held her head some more when she heard something and turned. She saw a figure wearing a cloak and a bird like mask. The way the person stood seemed familiar.
She stood up and the person stepped back. She took a step foreword making the person turn and run. "HEY!" she shouted running after her. She leaped from roof top to roof top as she chased the person down. She wasn't even using her full speed.
The person leaped off a building and entered one. She ran faster when she turned a corner and something sharp and thing entered the side of her neck. She stumbled as she felt her powers drain from her. She fell down onto her hands and knees. She saw gold colored heels step in front of her face and she looked up.
"Some eye color." said what seemed to be an Italian accent. "The roots are turning from brown to blonde. I suppose he was right now wasn't he?"
"W-Who..." started Angel when she grew weaker and she hit the floor on her side and blackness swallowed her.
TBC...
Just a random fanfic I came up! My friend and I did a Resident Evil roleplay and I thought what if Wesker had a daughter? So I choose to quickly write this. Hope you liked. :3
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