Hey everyone, I'm back sooner than I had thought, but oh well. Here's chapter nine, I hope you like the whole angsty thing. Keep reading, things will get better for Sara and Micheal.

Full Summary: After his revival at the hands of double-crosser Albert Wesker, Micheal has no memory of what happened in Raccoon City, nor who the blonde angel in his dreams really is. He carries the scars of a past he can no longer recollect, but unconsciously trusts Wesker with his life as second in command to Albert Wesker within the ranks of HCF. Soon his dreams reveal themselves to be memories. Six months have passed and Sara Hewitt is now a functional part of the Umbrella Rebellion, moving around avoiding the watchful eye of Umbrella, but every night the same dreams haunt her. Her dreams begin to evolve, take on new, more shocking twists, which give her the hope that the boy she once lost is still out there, looking for her. All goes well until one of her missions in Paris with the others go awry, and she, along with one new ally from Raccoon, a woman named Claire Redfield, are captured and sent to a remote island. Based on CVX and the movie version of RE.

Disclaimer: Believe me, if I owned Resident Evil, you'd know.

"..." means speech.

'...' means thoughts.

(Chapter 9)

"Well...since we know that upstairs is a no go, why don't we avoid that room and explore the rest of this place?" Micheal asked. He led the way, leaving no space for an argument. Something about seeing that man die really hit him hard. For once he felt helpless, useless even. For some reason he feared that he would become useless should one of those monsters decide to attack the two females in his charge. He would be putting their lives in danger.

'I don't want that to happen...but I don't know why...' He thought, shaking his head. What was going on with him? Everytime he stole a glance at the blonde propped up by Claire, he could feel something undescribable in his body. Had it been something in his alopecoid in elusiveness past that involved the girl, or something else?

I catalog these steps now,

decisive and intentioned,

precise and patterned

specifically to yours.

'Stop it. You've got to stay frosty. You don't know what will be thrown at you, so just keep your focus on protecting Claire and Sara.' He mentally chastised himself. He shook the unsettling thoughts from his brain and gripped his guns tighter. In his mental turmoil, he couldn't feel Sara's ultramarine eyes on him.

'He's acting strange...' She thought to herself. By then they had passed through several rooms, coming to a stop inside a rather large area that resembled a warehouse. Micheal scanned the room, and he froze when he suddenly heard a loud snarl coming from behind one of the farther crates. He pointed his guns in the direction of the sound, trembling slightly. He'd never been in this kind of situation before. Sara watched as he turned his head to the two females, his eyes a foreboding blood red. Sara was taken aback at first, startled by this new revelation. To her, his eyes were not very scary, even though they seemed to glow, and he had the most menacing look on his face. It just looked oddly familiar. She had seen Micheal look like that when he was fighting against those guards in Raccoon, but his eyes were not glowing crimson. They just looked normal to her, nothing really out of the ordinary.

I'm talented at breathing

especially exhaling,

so that my chest

will rise and fall with yours.

Suddenly there was a roar, and something made a really loud landing noise on one of the crates. There were the sounds of heavy running, and all of a sudden a large monster landed right in front of them, one-armed and disgusting looking. It was huge, with muscles bulging out, pulling it's skin taut around it's fleshless seeming skull. Not a good sign. It's only arm looked long enough to reach them wherever they tried to run in the room. Micheal snarled, the rough sound coming from somewhere within him, a guttural noise. Upon seeing the beasts elongated limb he realized why he couldn't see what was attacking that scientist. The cloudy mirror hid the rest of the monster's body, which was much farther away from the glass than the deceased scientist.

I'm careful not to wake you

fearing conversation.

It's better just to hold you

and keep you pacified.

It roared at the three young adults, it's arm lifted and ready to attack. Immediately Micheal struck, tackling the monster and pushing it back far away from the two girls. He let out a grunt of surprise as the monster's arm snaked behind him and grabbed his arm, flinging him away. He hit one of the wooden crates hard, breaking the wood and falling into the rice that had been stored in there. The rice poured out like a river, falling all around Micheal.

I'm talented with reason,

I cover all the angles.

I can fail before I ever try.

"What'll we do? Clock will die if he fights that thing alone!" Sara said to Claire with obvious urgency. The brunette nodded, helping the blonde girl get to the superhuman boy. They saw a black blur rush past them with a loud, animalistic roar making the two girls turn their head and see what was going on. They watched as Micheal slammed into the monster, punching it's gut over and over, gaining the upper hand. The monster snarled, a bit of it's blood spraying out and hitting the rage filled man in the face. Micheal was relentless, punching and scratching and kicking and slashing at the monster, blood flying everywhere as he tore the beast apart. He stopped when he realized the beast was killed, his face, hands, nearly his entire body stained with blood. He let out heavy breaths, the sound distorted by his gas mask.

"Are--" Claire began, but let out a terrified scream as Micheal roared and turned his crimson eyes on the two of them. He growled low as he circled the two women, the females in question quivering and horrified.

Try to understand,

there's an old mistake

that fools will make

and I'm the king of them

pushing everything that's good away

'He's going to kill us...he's lost control...' Sara's mind raced. She let out a scream as Micheal pounced on her, snarling. She trembled as the boy's ruby eyes stared into her own navy blue ones, crazed and wild. She began to tear up, fearing for her soon to be ended life. Micheal stared down at her as she cried, when something inside him cracked. He felt something inside himself tell him not to harm the girl. His eyes returned to normal, and he stared straight into the blonde's dark blue eyes that were filled with tears. He got off of her quickly, his eyes wide and stunned. Sara felt the weight on her body remove itself, and she finally let out a series of short gasps and exhales, shaking. She looked at the masked male in surprise and caution, thinking that he may be just playing the nice guy act before he killed her, but once she saw him staring at his blood soaked hands with wide, terrified eyes she realized that the man didn't really know what he was doing in the first place.

Sara got on her hands and knees, crawling towards the man cautiously. Micheal flinched at the movement.

So won't you hold me now?

I will not bend I will not break.

Won't you hold me now?

I will not bend, I will not break.

"Don't go near me! I don't know if I'll be able to control myself next time!" He yelled at her, his eyes welled up with tears threatening to fall. Sara took no heed his warning and kept crawling towards Micheal, her eyes soft and welcoming. Micheal seemed to shy away from the blonde, terrified of the things Sara could envoke in him. Those emotions were unwelcome, out of place in a monster like him. Putting people on pedestals makes it harder for you when they fall. It wasn't right for him to feel the feelings she was creating in him.

I am fairly agile.

I can bend and not break.

Or I can break and

take it with a smile.

He felt her hands on his shoulders, her touch electrifying and yet dulling. He could feel his stomach twisting in knots as Sara pulled him toward her. His chin came in contact with the top of her shoulder, and it was at that point that he realized that the girl was hugging him tenderly, lending him a shoulder to cry on. He wrapped his arms around the girl and let those tears in his eyes slip down his face.

I am so resilient.

I recover quickly.

I'll convince you soon

that I am fine.

Things felt right with Sara. Things didn't seem so bad with Sara. Every moment Micheal spent with the blonde he could feel more and more safe, more loved. He knew in his gut that once this was over, he may never even see her again, he may never feel that kind of love and safety again. He felt that he was missing that all his life, and although he couldn't remember his past, he bet that even then he didn't feel that much love before. It made him feel angry inside. Once he had found this new source of warmth, he never wanted it to go away. It just didn't feel right.

Try to understand

there's an old mistake

that fools will make

and I'm the king of them

pushing everything that's good away

'Fucking Mazlow...' He cursed the man who was able to decipher the human needs. Part of him wanted to stay ignorant of the whole heirarchy of needs. He felt like he didn't want to know that to become who you truly were, you needed to feel love and safety. If he hadn't had that he would have been fine. He wouldn't need to care about what truly mattered in his heart. Despite that, he knew that if he didn't know what he needed, he would become stagnant, stale and in the end, dead. Love and safety made you feel human and right now, in the arms of this mysterious, beautiful, enchanting blonde he felt the most human he'd ever felt in the last six months.

Won't you hold me now?

I will not bend, I will not break.

Won't you hold me now?

For you I rise, for you I fall.

When he was done crying, he reluctantly released the girl, thanking her.

"Pretty pathetic really. Someone like me crying like that..." He tried to make light of his loss of control, but found it impossible under her gaze.

Try to understand

there's an old mistake

that fools will make

and I'm the king of them

pushing everything that's good away

"There's nothing pathetic about that...just because you're stronger than most humans doesn't mean you don't have a soul. You were able to stop, weren't you?" Sara retorted softly. Inside, Sara could feel happiness tug at her heart. She felt good. Clock was reawakening something in her that only Micheal had done. She was beginning to return to who she was before. Before this she was cold, untrusting, and sceptical. Even though Sara hadn't known Clock for very long, he was becoming a figure of trust and determination in her mind.

Before this she'd have to force herself to wake up, her head aching from nightmares anew, and take pain relief. She would feel numb, cold, and although she pretended to be okay and to be stable, every waking moment was spent thinking of the man she loved and lost. The one man who had been her best, her worst, and her everything. He had inspired her to stand up for herself and others, to do what was right. She had fallen in love with him for his tenacity. He just wouldn't give up. He seemed to even have death down to a science. He had died once and came back to her, and everyday she hoped that he would do that again. She wished he'd come back to her, to ease the pain of being without him.

So won't you hold me now? (1)

She had tried to replace him, to become who he was in personality. She wanted to become stronger, to carry on the memory of his strength, but it was so hard, and everyday she felt the mirage of her confidence fall apart. She felt as if Clock was rebuilding her lost confidence, building on the foundation Micheal built, her structure broken down by his death. It felt familiar and practised, but new and different. But most of all, things felt right.

(End Chapter 9)

(1) Dashboard Confessional - Bend and Not Break. (A personal favorite.)

Wow, this is like, the fastest update in a long time...I'm proud. So anyway, I felt sad about this part, and it's only going to get even more sad. I have this whole part written out so I'll hopefully have it done by two weeks from now. Read and review please!