Disclaimer: Like I said before, I don't own Resident Evil or any of their characters or anything. (Even though that would be awesome) Just read and enjoy.
"Are you even listening to me?" Piers snapped out of his trance and looked up. His current girlfriend was standing in front of him with her hands on her hips. He looked at her, confused. She let out a sigh. "I said that I have to go to my parent's this weekend, so I can't go to the party that Chris guy invited you to. Not that it matters, since you really don't care." She turned to walk away, but Piers grabbed her arm.
"I do care. I'm just..." He trailed off.
"Listen, I know you have a lot on your mind. You've been looking for something to challenge your skills, and I think you should take Chris up on his offer, but try to see it from my point of view. Fighting bio-terrorism is a very dangerous job. You could be shipped out for months on end, and that's hard for me. I would be living in constant worry, wondering if you would make it back alive or not. I... I want you to go, but I don't want to stay." Piers released her from his grasp and stared off. He thought to himself for a moment before speaking.
"I.. understand. Maybe it's for the best. It's just to much for you right now." He dropped his gaze. She moved towards him and threw her arms around his neck.
"Your a great guy. Some girl is going to be very lucky to have you some day." She gave him a quick peck on the cheek before she let go, turned to gab her purse, and walked out the front door, not even looking back. Piers sank into a chair, still coming to terms with what had just happened. They had been together for months, but now it didn't seem to matter. He sat there a few minutes before getting up and going to check his scheduled. He would have to give his answer to this Chris Redfield man about joining his team or not, by tomorrow night. It was weighing heavy on his mind, but now he knew he had to go through with it. He sighed and pulled a beer out of his fridge.
"Why the hell not? I have nothing to lose."
"Good to see you Mr. Nivans." Chris shook his hand firmly. "To be honest, I thought you wouldn't show." Piers gave him a questioning look.
"Oh? Why wouldn't I? I'm not the type of person who runs and hides. Besides, I still have to give you an answer." Chris looked at him, waiting. Piers left him in suspense for a moment, then spoke. "I've decided to join, if you still need me." Chris let out a huge smile and put his hand on Piers's shoulder.
"Welcome to the team." Chris nodded in approval.
"Thank you, sir. I'll do my best." They both parted ways to go enjoy the party. Piers was introduced to his unit, and Chris was talking to an elegant and beautiful blond that someone addressed as "Jill."
While standing with his new team, something caught Piers's eye. A wave of long, fiery red hair and a an outfit that hugged it's owner's curves in just the right way passed by him. He stared after the woman, until she merged with the crowd.
Piers turned to the guy next to him and asked, "Who was that?" The guy looked at him with his eyebrow raised.
"You mean the girl with the red hair that just walked passed us?" Piers nodded, and the guy busted out laughing so hard, tears came to his eyes.
"What?" The guy settled down, wiping the tears away.
"Her name is Claire. Claire Redfield." He made sure to emphasize her last name. "I'm just going to let you know now, she's way out of your league. Besides, her brother is technically your boss, and he would kill you."
Like on cue, Chris came over to them. "What are you guys talking about?" The guy smirked and looked at Piers.
"I think our new recruit has an interest in you sister, Captain." Chris looked at Piers, shocked.
"Oh, really? Wait, I thought you had a girlfriend." Piers looked at the ground and remained silent. Both Chris and the guy frowned and put their hands on his shoulders.
"Hey, cheer up. It happens to the best of us." the guy said before walking off to talk to the others. Chris pulled his arm around Piers and drug him away from the group.
"So, you like my sister?" Chris leaned in to listen to his reply. Piers sighed.
"Sir, with all do respect, I was just wondering who she was. I'm really not looking to complicate my life or anyone else's right now." Piers was starting to get annoyed by the situation.
"Wow. That's almost exactly the same thing she said." Chris looked off into the crowd. "I actually think your the guy she needs, Piers. Someone who will treat her with respect, like she deserves." His words seemed genuine. Piers shook his head.
"I don't even know anything about her. Right now, I just don't want anything that will distract me. At least until I get settled."
In the midst of their conversation, a slow song started playing, causing everyone to disperse and find their dates. Chris nudged Piers.
"I get it, but you could at least ask the girl to dance. She's dateless too." Piers stared at him, doubtful. "Well, I'm not going to dance with you. I have my own date." Chris flashed a smile at him before walking off.
Piers stood there, wondering whether he should skip out or not. "Umm. Excuse me." A woman's voice called out from behind him. He turned around, and much to his surprise, she was standing there.
"Sorry, allow me to introduce myself. My name is Claire."