Here's the first chapter of the story. I don't own Resident Evil, but I do own the OC characters. Enjoy!

A New Revolution

A Resident Evil and OC Story

By SamuraiWriter

Chapter 1: A Lost One

"And you would like to teach Language Arts?" the principal asked Sophie Watkins, who sat delicately and quietly in a chair across from him. She nodded and displayed a peaceful smile on his face.

With her desire to become a teacher in check, Sophie Watkins straitened out her black skirt and her matching black blouse. One black heel occasionally clicked the floor, while one gently rested on the other. Her black hair was straightened with perfection, with some of it resting on her shoulder. Sophie's arms rested on her lap, secretly shaking from the anticipation.

The principal, who was a much shorter and quite stocky woman, would glance at Sophie's résumé, and then at the smiling Sophie from time to time. Sophie felt that there was no hatred or tension between the two, despite that she hadn't said much through the interview.

After one final glance at the white paper, the principal looked up at Sophie with a warm smile. "Well Ms. Watkins, you certainly do have a wonderful résumé." she said.

'Oh thank you.' Sophie thought happily. She smiled and nodded.

But suddenly, the principal smile seemed to deplete. "But I'm afraid that I can't hire you this instant. I'll give you a call when I can, because it seems that you have potential." she said. After those words were spoken, Sophie's smile still didn't seem to disappear. She instead nodded and reached her hand out for the principal to shake, to which the stocky woman obliged.

"Make sure you don't lose my number, and thank you for your time." the female principal said.

Sophie shook her head. "No. Thank you." she said quietly.

After shaking hands, both women stood up at the same time. The principal instructed Sophie out of the room and into the hallway. After telling the directions as to how to get out of the school, Sophie was on her way. The principal was oblivious to the increasing smile on Sophie's face. She walked with determination and passion, committing every footstep on the school's floors to memory.

With just a minute gone, Sophie exited the building and into the sunny day that Los Angeles offered. The sun shined with its intense rays and intoxicating heat, already creating light drops of sweat on Sophie's forehead. To get away from the rays, Sophie walked a little faster to her car, which was a brand new silver Porsche(damn!).

Quickly placing and turning the keys in the lock, Sophie entered the driver's seat and closed the door. She placed the key in the ignition and it started up with a delivering and healthy motor groan. Flicking on the air conditioner, she pulled out of the parking lot and soon, onto the road.

Sophie's Porsche was finally on the road with other cars, going a minimum speed rate of 55 mph. Stopping at a red light, Sophie took the time to rest a little by lightly placing her head on her seat.

A warm feeling spread to Sophie's chest as she thought about the chance to teach students Language Arts. Judging by the tone of the principal's voice, Sophie thought she had a great chance in becoming a teacher. It was all she ever wanted to be, since many other things didn't interest her.

Sophie remembered the days when her older brother, Xavier, would ask her what she wanted to be. Sophie answer "A teacher!" with much pride in her voice, despite her always being a shy child. Xavier, who was never interested in "basic" or "simple" occupations, would just give her a funny look and shrug it off. Though, Xavier knew he never really had a say in what Sophie could become.

Once the light turned green, Sophie's foot met the pedal and she drove off. The thought of her becoming a full fledged teacher floated through her head spontaneously. It bugged her so much that Sophie almost lost control of the wheel and slightly drove off her lane, only to get back in her lane with embarrassment.

However, that did not cloud her from her dream. 'This is going to be great!'

"Hello Sophie. It's a pleasure to meet you." greeted a young woman, who looked no older than Sophie. She held out a hand, to which Sophie shook with confusion, but politeness.

Sophie only blinked when she saw the mysterious woman sitting on her couch. Her skin was dark like Sophie's, and her short, brown hair was pushed back into a ponytail with a portion of it brushed by her eye. Her brown eyes looked at Sophie with a warm expression. The unnamed woman wore a burgundy blouse and black leather pants with black boots. On her wrists were golden tribal bracelets, along with a matching golden necklace confined around her neck.

The woman gave off a small chuckle. "I apologize. I suppose you are wondering who I am." she said.

Sophie nodded.

"My name is Sheva Alomar. I have been acquainted with your brother, Xavier." Sheva said, crossing her legs.

The sound of her brother's name escaping Sheva's full lips widened Sophie's eyes a bit. Xavier never told him about this woman, and honestly, she didn't like that. Sophie respected her older brother's privacy, but she did want him to tell her about people in his life.

"Sophie, I'm afraid this is serious business. We need your help." Sheva said.

Sophie had already sat down in a chair. She blinked.

Sheva blinked as well. "Oh, I'm sorry Sophie. Your brother didn't tell me you were mute." she said with a polite tone.

Sophie snapped out of her trance on the woman to answer her question. "Oh no! I'm sorry, I'm just…confused." Sophie spoke up.

Sheva nodded and smiled. But soon, the smile withered away. "Now, I'm sure you are aware of Xavier's criminal business, no?" she asked, raising an eyebrow.

Sophie nodded. She knew about Xavier's criminal business every since she was 17. He usually did smuggling and worked as a gunman for his boss. Despite Xavier telling her it was only a "side business", Sophie knew that it was Xavier's only source of money and work. Her brother told her to not let his negative life influence her work, as he still loved and cared for his sister. Still, Sophie wished that her brother would've escaped that business long ago, or never even entered it.

Sheva cleared her throat and regained focus on Sophie. "Your brother…has been kidnapped."

Sophie's throat soon grew dry. She could feel a lump in her throat, but she couldn't even swallow it. The news Sheva just delivered to her grabbed her by surprise, and the only thing she could do was stare.

Sheva could tell that Sophie was utterly shocked by this news, as she was shocked herself when her boss gave her the information. For comfort, she reached out her hand and squeezed Sophie's. "I completely understand that you are shocked and scared, but we need your help." Sheva said.

Sophie looked at her. "What do you mean 'We'?" she asked her.

Sheva nodded gave off a smile. "I understand you have questions. Please come with me."

"Mr. Burton? I have brought Sophie Watkins with me." Sheva said, directing Sophie into a large room.

The room contained a long, curved, sofa with a large screen with a strange information on it. On the walls were guns and strange gadgets, each perfectly aligned. There was a chair behind a desk, and it looked as if someone was sitting in the chair.

As Sophie and Sheva sat on the sofa, the chair turned around to reveal a well dressed man. He looked to be in his late forties to fifties, baring brown brushed back hair and a shaven beard. He looked to be a bit tired, as his brown eyes were a bit red. The man wore a black suit that looked a little bit wrinkled, and a cup of coffee rested in his hand.

The man placed his coffee down and looked at Sophie. "Sophie? Oh, thank heavens."

Sophie said nothing and only looked at the man. The well-dressed man got up from his seat and walked towards Sophie, holding his hand out. "My name's Barry Burton, but please, call me Barry." Barry said.

Not wanting to be rude, Sophie shook his hand and they both drew away. "I assume Sheva has explained the situation your brother, Xavier is in?" Barry asked, glancing at Sheva.

Sophie nodded and Sheva smiled with pride.

Barry nodded. "Allow me to say something about myself. I am the owner of 'Link Of Cell Phones Inc.'.

"…." Sophie blinked.

"…That's my cover." Barry said with a chuckle. "I am secretly the owner of a partner business with Albert Wesker, who is Xavier's boss."

Sheva got up off the couch and walked to Barry's side. "We are one of the most powerful criminal organizations there is. The good thing is, officials don't even know where we are." she said.

"Albert Wesker is one of the most powerful people in the world. He always seems to get what he wants, and always gets away with everything. It appears that Wesker is suspicious of Xavier taking large sums of his money, which is the reason why he captured him and threw him somewhere."

Barry took a moment to take a breather, and Sheva took this time to explain more. "We have absolutely no idea why Wesker won't just kill him on the spot…which is where you come in." she said, pointing at the dumbfounded Sophie.

"Your job is to, of course, rescue your brother and find out exactly what is going on with Wesker." Sheva stated. "You'll need weapons, guns mostly."

"These guns and gadgets on the walls are not yours; we have an entire section for you. Now, if you could just-"

Sophie cut Barry off by raising her hand. Barry quirked his eyebrows and nodded, giving her permission to talk.

"Um, don't I, uh, need training?" Sophie asked, shaking a little. Honestly, this mission scared her. She didn't want anything to do with this, since she had never dabbled with the criminal business, and didn't really plan to. However, her older brother was kidnapped by his own boss, and that was unacceptable.

Sheva sighed while Barry massaged his chin. "We are very sorry, but I'm afraid that you don't have enough time. Even if you did train, it still wouldn't be enough for the field."

"However," Barry cut in. "I suppose some training is better than no training at all."

Reaching a hand out, Barry smiled at Sophie. "Come Sophie, we have a lot of work to do." he said.

Sophie hesitated in taking Barry's hand. She knew that if she did, her entire life would changed. Her dreams of becoming a teacher would be shattered and her life would have to be filled with nothing but danger, fast-paced action, and deadly stares when she entered the battlefield. Sophie never wanted a life like that, but she didn't really have a choice. It was either rescue her brother, or allow him to perish. Their mother was already gone, and Sophie was not allowing another loved one to pass away.

Finally, Sophie grabbed Barry's hand and stood up. Sophie looked at him and Barry could see that she wanted something by her expression.

"Yes? Something you need?" Barry asked.

Sophie blinked. "…Do you have a phone I could use?"

"Hello?" came a female voice over the phone.

"Uh, Mrs. Lockhart?" Sophie spoke with a bit of nervousness in her voice.

"Oh, Ms Watkins. I was just about to call you. Is there something wrong?"

"Well, actually yes. About that teaching job…."

"Yes?"

"…I don't think I'll be taking it. A, uh, 'family crisis' came up…"

End of Chapter 1

There's Chapter 1. I hope you enjoyed it! Make sure you review! Thank you!

Note: In this timeline, a lot of people that are dead in the Resident Evil world may not be dead in this story. People such as Luis Sera, Steve Burnside, etc. So, you'll be expecting them. Also, I'll trying to put a bit of satire in this story, since I said it will be "satire brewing". However, the non-stop action will always be there.