Chapter 6 is up and ready! I own nothing of Resident Evil. Enjoy!

A New Revolution

A Resident Evil and OC Story

By SamuraiWriter

Chapter 6: A Cure For Stress

Wearing a long, black coat, Sheva's heels met each door step as she went up. When there were no more steps left, Sheva knocked on the house door. The sky was getting dark, as the previous orange color was slowly fading and turned into a thick, black coloring. It was getting a bit chilly, despite it being in the middle of summer.

After a few seconds, the door finally opened. On the other side was a Caucasian man who looked to be in his late-thirties to mid-forties. He was dressed in a black T-shirt that was printed with "L33T OWNS", and wore black baggy pants with many zippers. He was a bit fat, expressing a gut. He wore black square-rimmed glasses, and his brown hair was ruffled a bit, looking as if he just rose out of bed.

"Are you 'Chocolate Mama'?" the man asked with a nervous, yet excited tone.

Sheva nodded. "You gonna let me in?" The man stepped aside to give Sheva room to enter. After Sheva entered, she heard the door close right behind her.

The man's house reeked of a faint stench of cottage cheese and peppermints, and it was a bit messy. Sheva noticed a Starbucks cup lying on the floor, and many papers scattered everywhere that led to the living room. In there, it was a little more messy. A coffee table was contaminated with potato chip bags, soda cans, and multiple Dating Sim games that had covers displaying cheerful Japanese animation girls.

When Sheva saw this, she smiled. 'A regular otaku, huh?' she thought.

The anxious man walked passed her and to a nearby sofa. Brushing a little junk that laid on its cushions to the floor, he dropped his buttocks on it. Taking a sigh, he tried to give himself a seductive look, which only made him look crazy.

"I'm ready." he said, trying very hard to make his voice charming.

With a laugh, Sheva walked over to him and stood in front of him. Amused by his nervous expression, she slipped off her black coat.

Once the black coat hit the floor, the man's heart rate increased. There Sheva stood, completely dressed in leather dominatrix attire. Her heels were now shown to be knew high heeled boots, and netted stockings also concealed her legs. Her hands were concealed with long, leather gloves and cleavage exploded from her clothing.

Sheva released her hair from its ponytail and allowed it to hang down. She flashed him perfect smile.

"So. You gonna tell me what Albert Wesker is up to, or do I have to force it out of you?"

Chris flicked his lighter and fueled his cigarette, placing the lighter back on the table once he was finished. His brown eyes stared Sophie in her own brown eyes, and he was a bit excited to meet this woman for the very first time. Chris had a feeling that he would be involved in this woman's life for quite a while, and he didn't know why.

"We finally got you, huh?" Leon said, smirking a bit. "Completely surrounded by evidence, too."

Sophie said nothing and only blinked. She hadn't said anything ever since they caught her. Once they confiscated her guns and magazines, they replaced her steel cuffs with lighter ones, and placed her in a room with these two. This was the first time they said anything to her since they entered the room, as they were looking over Sophie's background information for a moment.

"You wanna give us a clue as to what you were doing out there?" Chris asked, releasing a puff of smoke into the air.

"…" Sophie narrowed her eyes. 'I don't want to talk, but eventually I'll have to.'

Chris narrowed his eyes as well. "Are you mute or are you just giving us the silent treatment?"

"…"

Leon turned his head to Chris. "I think it's the latter."

"Listen, if you don't talk, we'll make you talk." Chris threatened, directed his index finger at her.

But still, Sophie didn't say a word. Sophie didn't care if they slapped her around, as it wasn't the first time she was roughed up. She was too angry at the fact that she was captured, and her cousin Alicia left her in the middle of it all. There was no one to bail her out. Alicia was out of the question since she didn't even know where she was.

With a sigh, Leon got up from his seat. "I've got to do something for the chief. I'm leaving Watkins in your hands, Chris." he said. Chris nodded and Leon, after taking another glance at Sophie, left out of the room.

Chris released another puff of smoke into the air. He reached into pocket and pulled out a cigarette box that contained only 5 cigarettes. "You smoke?"

Sophie declined and brought her head down. Chris placed the box on the table and sighed.

"So tell me. Who are you working for anyway?" Chris asked.

Sophie lifted her head up. "I work for no one." she lied. Sophie couldn't tell him that she "worked" for Barry and Sheva. Though, she knew that one day, this lie would come back to bite her in the butt.

"You're not part of any organization? Is someone making you do this kind of work?" Chris asked, quirking an eyebrow.

Sophie shook her head, looking down.

Chris was asking all the right questions, which annoyed Sophie. She knew the answers to all of them, but she also knew she could say anything. The way Chris was looking at her made her want to run out of the room. It was like she was giving her the death stare. I didn't really matter what stare Chris was giving; she just didn't like it.

Chris's thoughts were different on the other hand. The way Sophie was acting made him want to move a little closer to her and…caress her. Chris didn't know why he was thinking this way, and he knew it needed to stop. Yeah, Sophie was quite cute. However, Chris knew his mild crushes would never do, for this was strictly business. It was business, and it has to stay business.

"Listen, I want you to feel comfortable. I'm here to help you, not hurt you." Chris said, sitting up straighter in his chair. 'Of course, that's what all the cops say.' Chris thought. 'I wonder if she thinks that.'

'That's what all the cops say.' Sophie thought.

All of a sudden, there was a big, loud commotion that took place outside. Chris looked up from Sophie, and even Sophie turned to the door. Sophie's ears picked up a murmur from Chris, possibly questioning the commotion that took place.

"Hey." Chris spoke out, which signaled Sophie to snap her head around. "Wait right here. Don't you dare move."

With that, Chris got up and headed outside to tend to the commotion, gently closing the door behind him. Soon, the room Sophie was left in became quiet, despite the commotion that took place outside. For the past seconds, Sophie's concentration was planted on Chris' cigarette box.

Unbeknownst of Sophie, the vent opening that was located on the ceiling began to rumble. It continued to shake, until it was finally pried open. The noise then made Sophie look around to try and find out what it was.

"Sophie! Up here!" someone called out.

Sophie looked up and gasped. Though, happiness soon overwhelmed her entire body when she saw that was Alicia. She had kept her promise, as she was ready to rescue her.

"Alicia! What are you doing here?" Sophie asked, jumping out of her seat.

Alicia poked her head out further of the vent and smiled grinned down at her cousin. "I told you I'd come back for you. Now hurry." she said. Alicia took a second and let down a long rope. "Climb up fast. That distraction I made can't hold them for long."

Understanding completely, Sophie grabbed hold of the rope and began to climb, eventually cringing up her legs for better support.

"Wait! Grab those cigarettes." Alicia said. "I need a smoke."

After grabbing the cigarettes, Sophie finally made it up the vent, closing the opening behind her. Alicia and Sophie then crawled through the vent, passing by and picking up dust and even a few cob webs along the way.

"Just a little further now." Alicia whispered. "Soon, we'll reach outside."

Sophie nodded and they both continued to crawl through the disgusting vent. Eventually, they reached another vent opening, with this leading outside. Alicia simply pushed it open, due to the fact she had used this same opening to get in.

Down the bottom was Sophie's Corvette. However, it required a excessively long jump to get down to it, which was probably a jump they wouldn't survive even if they landed in the car.

Luckily, Alicia directed her attention to a long, black cord that hung off the side of the building. She reached out and grabbed it, sliding her body further out the vent to be able to bring her whole body on the cord. She slid down, eventually going through a much smaller jump and landing in to backseat.

"Come on!" Alicia yelled, waving her hand to signal Sophie to jump.

Sophie gulped, as she grew nervous by every second. However, the memory of her and Dave sliding down the tied together curtains and onto the flowerbed floated into her head at the right time. With a sigh, Sophie slid her body closer to the opening and grabbed onto the cord. She brought her entire body to the cord, slipping just a bit. Eventually, Sophie successfully slid down the cord and into the driver's seat.

Once they were in the car, they exchanged items; Sophie gave Alicia the cigarettes while Alicia tossed Sophie the car keys. Placing the key in the ignition and allowing the car to release a motor groan, Sophie drove out of the alley and onto the road, finally escaping.

Taking out a cigarette and placing it enter her mouth, Alicia stretched herself over the car seats. "Sorry 'bout leaving you back there. Had to take care of some business." she said.

Sophie shook her head and smiled. "That's okay. Thanks for rescuing me." she replied.

Alicia grinned. "Hey. We're all family, right?"

"Police have confirmed the mystery behind the lately dangerous activities that have happened around Los Angeles. A 26-year-old woman named Sophie Watkins is the main one responsible for these actions. Luckily, BSAA officers have finally captured Watkins, and she is now being placed under interrogation."

Kevin Ryman sat at the kitchen table and took another bite of his steak, never taking his eyes off the screen. He was dressed in a tan T-shirt and black sweat pants, and his feet were covered with black slippers.

"Huh? Wha? I-I've just been informed that Sophie Watkins has somehow escaped the interrogation room. This is unbelievable."

Kevin's eyes widened slightly by the new information. He then took another bite of his food. "She's good." Kevin managed to get out in between chews.

"Police have now informed me that there is a bounty on Sophie's head, which comes to a total of 20,000,000. That's quite a price."

"Did you hear that?!" came a female voice.

Kevin saw his sister walk into out of her room, wearing only a very large white T-shirt. Her long, brown hair was a bit ruffled, but her square-rimmed, pink colored glasses were perfectly in place.

"Here what, Karen? The bounty?" Kevin asked, sounding completely clueless.

Karen grinned. "Yup! We could catch this Sophie girl, and collect the money to work out our rent."

Kevin took a moment to think. "Well, maybe. Every since I retired from the force, I haven't really been all that active." he said. "I guess a little action wouldn't hurt."

Karen grinned and jumped up and down. "Oooh! This is gonna be fun! Just like the old days!" she said excitedly. "We'll be bounty hunters! So fun!"

Kevin let out a laugh. "Yeah. We could also find you that good sex partner you've been looking for. There should be some good guys out there."

Karen stopped jumping and just let out a giggle. Shaking her head, Karen stuck her tongue out at her brother.

"Silly Kevin. You know I only like girls."

End of Chapter 6

Well, that's it. Sophie's got some more trouble to deal with. Let's hope for the best, okay? Also, I don't know why I called this chapter "A Cure for Stress". I just didn't know what to call it, I guess.

Aw well. Anyway, please review! Oooh! I just can't wait for the next chapter! I'm gonna start it right now! I promise you, it'll be something you'll read over and over again! Thank you!