Claire×Male!Reader
(My second favorite female protagonist in the fandom, enjoy. Also, I do NOT own the image above.)You hurried down the streets of Raccoon City, attempting to outrun the hungry monsters that pursued you with a hungry desire. Your teeth were clenched as you held a hand against the bandaged wound on your left side and continued running, yet you came to an abrupt stop at a dead end. "Damn it," you cursed under your breath and quickly turned around.
What started out as two infected chasing you had turned into six. The odds were not in your favor. You removed your hand from your side and used it to bring out your firearm and aim it at the closest monster before pulling the trigger, twice. Both bullets hit the infected in its head and down it went. You then did the same to two more before you realized you used up the last of your ammunition. With a frustrated growl, you took your handgun and hurled it at the nearest undead. Sadly, it had no effect.
"Guess I'll have to do this the old fashioned way," you said as you pulled out a knife from its holder on your hip. You got into a defensive pose and waited as the monster that was the closest came at you. It groaned and tried to bite at you, but you pushed its face away and rammed your weapon into the side of its head. The body went limp and you removed your blade from its skull as its body crumpled to the ground. You took a few steps back and watched as the other two slowly approached.
One had its entire face rotted off to the point where identification of who it used to be was impossible while the other had a gaping hole in its stomach. You pondered which one to kill first and continued to back up until you hit the wall. You let out a small sigh before you gripped the knife itself and tossed it at the monster with the rotted face.
The weapon found its mark in the zombie's neck, though it didn't stop the creature from coming at you. The failed attempt to subdue the infected permanently caused you to growl and bring your fists up as the two came closer and closer.
However, the moment the zombie with the hole in its chest rushed you, its head had been blown off by some unknown force. The same soon happened to the zombie with the rotted face and you furrowed your brows at their limp bodies before you glanced up and noticed a woman standing there. She had auburn hair, was dressed in what looked to be biker attire and held a shotgun in her hands. "Are you okay?" She asked.
"Yeah," you told her and looked back at the dead zombies, "that was some fine shooting."
She didn't respond and picked up your blade from the corpse. You looked back at her and watched as she examined it. "A S.T.A.R.S. knife. You're with them?" The woman asked.
You nodded your head at her as she gave you back the weapon. "I was, and I got separated from another ex member. You haven't come across a woman by the name of Jill Valentine, have you?"
"No, sorry," she said, "but do you know a Chris Redfield?"
You cocked your head at her. "Yeah, but the last time I saw him was before this shit storm started." She looked down. "Why are you looking for him?" You asked.
The auburn haired girl looked up at you. "He's my brother," she answered.
"Ah," you smiled, "then you must be Claire." The female raised a brow and you chuckled softly. "Chris talked about you and your parents a lot. Mainly it was wanting to see you. I'm (Y/n), by the way."
"Yeah, well, it seems he's not in the city..."
"Well, maybe he left clues on his whereabouts?" You then closed your eyes and sighed. "Though that means going back to the station, and it's probably crawling with those monsters now."
Claire perked up at your words. "Back to the station? What do you mean?"
"That's where I came from," you told her as you opened your eyes. "I figured Jill might've been there, but she wasn't, and there weren't a whole lot of those things there, but, I would assume there are now."
Her lips curled into a small smile. "They won't be an issue."
You furrowed your brows at Claire. "You can't go," you said to her, "at least not alone."
"Then you'll need this if you're coming." The woman reached for the handgun at her hip, pulled it out and handed it to you. She then noticed how your side was bandaged and tilted her head. "You're injured."
Your head shook at the assumption. "It's just a flesh wound, I'll be fine. Besides, I disinfected it."
Claire only nodded to your response before she cocked her shotgun. "I'll let you lead the way to the station," she said. You put your knife away before you inspected and cocked the handgun.
"Let's hope the backtrack to the station has little to none of those things roaming around." Claire nodded in agreement and the two of you began the trek to the police station.
(A short one shot as proof I'm not dead. Lol. But omg, the remake is so amazing! Leon is such a boy scout, the way he and Claire flirt with one another are hilarious and I now ship Leon and Ada more than I already did. Also, their noir costumes are 100% amazing, more so Leon's than Claire's. Gonna work on Claire's playthrough later. I also want y'all to know your lovely author has been in college since the end of January and so the work, and playing Resident Evil games, keeps me from updating a whole lot now. Do not fret, because I'll be updating this book a whole lot when I get the chance.)

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FanfictionThese were written a long, long, LONG time ago, and a lot of information is wrong, but I'm too lazy to change it. Please bear with me. Come and be part of the Resident Evil universe. Shoot zombies and survive the zombie apocalypse, or simply enjoy a...