So I looked everywhere for a Zoe x O.C and couldn't find one. At all. So I'm taking a gab at it.Anyways this is my very first fanfic. Don't worry I won't be replacing Ethan, but instead I'll be adding an O.C. Mia's little brother Jason. Well to me it make sence because Ethan wouldn't be the only person worried about mia's dissappearance, so I thought who else would be worried about Mia? At first I was thinking about Mia's dad but shipping him with zoe seemed weird to me, so I went down the list and came up with Jason, her little brother. Anyways thats enough of me talking. So without further adieu, welcome to R.E 7: Hero!
As I looked out to the southern enviroment of Louisiana, I could hear my brother-in-Law, Ethan, rambling about finding my sister; his wife, Mia. I was worried about her, yes, but I knew that my sister was one tough sunavabitch. I made sure that she know how to properly fire and reload a firearm. Ethan was a tall man of 6 foot, three inches. He was thirty years old, light complexion with brown hair and light blue eyes.He was wearing a semi-casual outfit that consisted of a white button up shirt with the top button unbottoned, the sleves rolled up to his elbows and the shirt left untucked. For pants-wise, he was wearing some black slacks. I look back out of the car window and notice my dark ,almost black, eyes staring back at my sun tanned face and my short, black hair. I was broad man for my age. Being almost 7 ft tall and almost 290 pounds of pure muscle. I had black, leather combat boots with some dark grey jeans and a red and black plaidshirt unbuttoned showing a white work shirt underneath. Strapped to my hip is my trusty, 14 inch, including the five inch handle, KABAR military knife. It's three years since Mia's disappearance and Ethan shows up on my doorfront saying that she sent him a video telling him to come find her. From what he told me, there was link in the email showing him the location. A Dulvey, Louisiana, so being the great brother-in-Law that I am, I went with him in his white 1970 dodge challenger and now we are here.
Third POV
Jason is pulled out of his thought by the car slightly jerking to a stop. He looks out in front of him to see a ornate but slightly goth looking gate. Behind the old and slightly rusted gate we can see an rundown house, well it looked more like a mansion. The duo make their way through the gate and up the molded steps. Jason taps Ethan on the shoulder and puts his index finger up too his lips to silently tell the other male to stay quiet, Ethan nodds.
Jason's POV
I silently rest my right on the door and slightly push it open, the rusted hinges squeak in protest and I flinch. We sneak through the gap and start to look through the clearly abandoned mansion. We decide to split up to cover more ground. As I look through the kitchen(finding some pretty disgusting shit in there.) I hear what sounds like chains and Ethans screams coming from the second floor. I race up the stair to find a disturbing and confusing situation. We found Mia, but she's weilding the chainsaw, my eyes widen when the chainsaw saws through Ethans wrist and the hand falls to the dusty floor with a sicking and fleshy thunk. I shake my head to get me out of stupor. I quickly at quietly slink up behind Mia and raise my hand up and smash it against her hand to disarm her of the chainsaw. The chainsaw quickly drops to the floor with a sharp clank. I put Mia in a headlock by wrapping my arms under hers and placing my hands at the back of her head. It was at this moment that Ethan decided to black out from from blood loss. ' Thanks Ethan.'
"Boy! I think yeh shoulda let teh lassie go now, and ah might kill yeh quickly now. hahahaha!" I shove Mia away from me and away from the chainsaw. 'Sorry, sis.'
I heave the chainsaw up and quickly turn around to face the person with an old, southern voice.
"I'd like to see you try old man!" I shout as I rev the deadly cutting machine.
"Ah hope your ready Boy, because Papas coming fer yeh." The old man wind the sharp spade back over his head and before I can bring the chainsaw up to defend myself, he smashes the blunt part on the side of my face
crunch*
"Ah shit, I got yeh gud didn't ah, Boy?"
"..." Black spots come in and out of my vision
"Gud... You'll make a gud additon to our family."
"Fuckah, I thinsh you broken my jaw, you old fuckah."
"Don't worry about that Boy, we'll fix yeh up real gud."
"Ashhole."
"Hahaha!"
(Time skip)
"Oh god, why does my head hurt?" Fresh pain lances through out my nervous system and with that the events from earlier flash through my head. 'Ah thats right. The old redneck motherfucker and Mia, trying to kill Ethan.' I hear Ethan hiss pain from his more serious injury. I crack my eyes open and shift them over to his hand and notice a ring of staples ,stiching his severed hand to the end of his arm, peaking from underneath his watch.
I shake as if I'm just wakong up and try to move my arms and leg and feel something restraining them. I look down and see leather straps not unlike you'd see in a mental ward. I then something wet and sticky bounce off my forehead. I look towards the general area of which I notice to be the shell of someone ear! My eyes widen and then I hear a young man's crackle. I look towards the noise and see a young mman that looks like he's on crack. crazed eyes and sunken cheeks making him look way too inhumanly skinny. He launches another giblet of what use to be human towards my face, the giblet lands it my right eye and gravity quickly takes the offending object away from mt eye and onto the floor.
"Can you not do that, you redneck, crack head, or else."
"Or else what, you're stuck in that chair, whilst, I'm free to do wharever I want to you."
"I fucking dare you little piece of shit, I'll snap you like a fucking twig. I swear to go-." The little shit then decides to interupt me by flinging another human giblet at face, this time aiming for my mouth. I quickly shut my mouth and have let the now indentified finger smack against my lips.
"Jack! The little shits ain't eating!" A shrill voice shrieks into my eardums making me wince. "I cook this specially for them and they're not eating it!"
"Marguerite, it's fine if they won't eat then we'll make 'em eat." He flashs a familiar knife.
"Hey! Asshole, thats my fucking knife you're fucking holding."
"Really now? It's a fine blade. yeh don't mind if ah keep it then. Haha."
'Who the fuck does this sunavabitch think he is?'
"YES, I FUCKING MIND, YOU REDNECK MOTHERFUCKER!"
"YEH BETTER SHUT THE FUCK UP BEFORE AH CUT YEH FUCKING TONGUE OUT BOY!"
"FUCK YOU, YOU OLD PIECE OF SHIT! AND YOUR LITTLE, INBRED BOY BETTER STOP THROWING THAT NASTY SHIT YOU CALL FOOD AT MY GOD DAMN FACE BEFORE I FUCKING KILL HIM!"
"AH AIN'T NO LITTLE BOY ASSWIPE! AH'M A GROWN ASS MAN AND YOU BETTER TREAT MY WITH SUM GOD DAMN RESPECT!"
"SHUT THE FUCK LITTLE MAN/ LUCAS!"
Jack and I both turn to each other silently and another piece of some person hits me in the chest. Jack sighs a mumble to him whilst he goes over to the now known Lucas.
"Ah! You old shit what the fuck are yeh doing?"
"Ah'm teaching you boy a lesson." He takes the blade and start hacking at Lucas' arm at the elbow. 'What the fuck is going on around here?!?!"
thunk* The dismembered arm plops down onto the table blood and seems to be black goo coming out the end. I look around the table and see a withered husk of an old woman sitting in an beat up wheel chair. On the outside she seems to be dead but as I look into her eyes I see life. 'I hope she's in her happy place.'
During the commotion I hear a crash and foot steps coming from some where inside the house.
"That must be Zoe, yeh better go to yer god damn room and think about learning some manners whilst Ah take care of the little bitch."Lucas takes his arm and leave the room. Jack leaves in the opposite side seemingly to take care of this Zoe chick.
Y'all sit tight ah'll be back later to take care yous." 'We gotta find a way to get the fuck out and get Mia.' I blink and the shrivled up old lady is gone and Ethan and I are alone. 'Again I say what the fuck is going on here?!?!"
I see some movement from the corner of my eye, I swivel my head towards the movement and notice a young lady about twenty years old. her black hair cut short with rusty, old scissors. Her body thin but not bad, from eating just enough to survive this hell hole. She had a dirty white tank top with black pants that hug to her skin like a second skin and pull-on shoes. She was cute, a pale complexion, with a small nose, a heart shaped face. Her body wasn't too skinny to be anorexic. A shapely rear, with wide hips and semi small but perky breasts. I could tell she wasn't wearing a bra because I noticed a nipple poking through the thin cloth of her top.
"Ah'll get yeh out before Daddy gets back, but ah can only get one of yous out of here." Nodding towards Ethan I say
"Ethan, can handle the old fuck by himself, I'm pretty sure of that but why in gods name should I trust you?"
"Yeh want a way outta here, right? Help me and ah'll help yeh. Please yyou two are mah last fuckin' hope of leaving this place alive." I look into her and see the truth in her eyes.
sigh* "Fine I'll help you if you can get these straps from my wrists and ankles. I'm not to fond of BDSM. Hehe."
She chuckles." You're a funny one ain't ya?"
I shrug. "I try if it's a cute chick."
The shadows couldn't hide her blush.
She slips a small pocket knife underneath the straps and cuts them loose. As I rub my semi-sore wrists I look towards her.
"Can a guy get the name of his savior?"
"It's Zoe. Zoe Baker."
"Well it's nice to meet you, Zoe, my name is Jason Luther.
Zoe's POV
As I look at the man before me, notice he's big person, he's at least 6 foot 5 weighs about two of me.
"So how do yeh know Mia?" I question.
"Oh... she's my older sister, the guy still in the chair is her husband. I came with him to find her... What happened to her and the others?"
"Eveline happened. At first we found Eveline at a storm happened, she infected myah ma first, then mah pa,... ah was next... and lastly was Lucas." The young man visibly tensed up.
"If ah was like the others, ah would've left that there chair and not free ya. They were mah family and that little bitch changed them into what they are now. they're passed savin', it's sad but the truth."
"I'm sorry for your loss, but your brother is a dead man."
"That little pervert ain't mah brother, put a bullet in his head for me will yeh."
"Yeah, no problem, but before that can happen I need to do something."
"What's that suga?"
"Get my god damn knife back."