Chapter 27 is up! I don't own Resident Evil. Enjoy!

A New Revolution

A Resident Evil and OC Story

By SamuraiWriter

Chapter 27: Words of Wisdom

Sophie adjusted her pillow on the hybrid bed and jet seat and laid down with the pillow on her head. She placed the covers over her body, brought her legs together and curled them up, and sighed after finally getting comfortable. She looked over and saw Billy looking out the window, a sad and serious expression on his face.

Sophie was starting to get worried. Billy hadn't really said anything since they got on the jet. Billy was the calm and collected type, but it was unlike him to not at least make conversation. Sheva had went to the bathroom, which left Sophie and Billy quite a while to talk.

Sophie whimpered to get Billy's attention, and it worked. Billy turned around to Sophie, raising in eyebrow. "What is it?" Billy asked.

Sophie raised both eyebrows.

"Is there something you want to ask me?"

Sophie nodded. "Are you…okay?" she finally asked.

Billy gave her a confused look but nodded anyway. "Yeah, I guess." Billy answered. "Why ask?"

"You were…just so quiet." Sophie replied.

Billy said nothing and only shrugged. He then turned back to the window and looked out at the night sky. He watched as the clouds passed by, quiet as ever. Sophie couldn't take her eyes off of him. She felt that Billy was about to tell her something.

Her thoughts were correct. "I broke up with Rebecca." Billy finally confessed.

Billy turned back to Sophie, who stared at him with wide eyes full of shock. Sophie then blinked. "W-Why? I thought she was your everything."

Billy chuckled. "Yeah. Was." he replied.

"Why did you break up with her?" Sophie questioned.

Billy sighed. "I felt that I was holding her back from the great things in life. Rebecca doesn't deserve a convict like me. She deserves better. Much better."

Billy than turned around all the way, completely facing Sophie. He spread his legs out just a little bit and rested his arms on his knees. Billy lowered his head and looked at the ground. In response to this, Sophie sat up with the covers still around her. She was curled up in a ball, looking at Billy with her full attention.

"Let me tell you a little story, Sophie." Billy said. "Pay close attention, as this ain't that fairytale shit. This is real."

"There are two kinds of people in this world. The 'normal' and the 'non-normal'. When these two kinds of realities collide, things just don't work out. 'Normal' people are the kinds of people who adjusted to everyday life perfectly. When I say perfectly, I mean that they don't make any objections to the system that's being bombed on us. Those kind of people believe in basically anything and everything that this bullshit government has thrown at us. They'll do anything they tell them to. Not because it's the law, but because they don't have minds of their own."

"Then, we have the 'Non-normal' people. These kind of people don't take too kindly to the way things are going, and they seek change. These are the kind of people that want to fuck everything up just because they don't like it the way it is. These people…are God's unwanted children. An example of one is looking at you dead in the face."

A chuckle escaped Billy's full lips. "I remember the days where my family got into arguments and fights, and I would run into my room and cry to make the pain go away. It never did. I still have that same pain with me right now, and I've had it for all of these years. The pain keeps growing and growing. But I want it to grow, because the more pain there is, the more stronger I become. I still remember the days where I used to run around the city, acting like a fucking idiot. I did some bad things, messed around with some bad people, and believed some pretty controversial stuff here and there. I got myself together once, but you know what? I wouldn't give those painful memories up for anything in the world."

"Not even for Rebecca." Billy said.

Sophie gasped.

"Don't get me wrong. Rebecca is one of the most beautiful women I have ever seen in my life. Inside and out. If I could sell everything I had just to satisfy Rebecca, I would. Problem is, I don't have anything to give."

"Rebecca and I are two different people. I don't mean physical appearance, but mental. Rebecca's normal. I'm not. She may not be like those mother fuckers who act as yes-men to authority, but she just doesn't quite fit into my lifestyle. Quite frankly, that's a good thing. I just can't properly associated with people who don't understand where I'm coming from. That's just not my style."

"You, on the other hand, are being pushed into this terrible kind of world by society. The 'normal' people don't want you in their life. They feel you're fucking up all of their air to breathe, when really they are the culprits. Though, the reason why…is because this is where you belong."

Sophie blinked and shivered. "Where I belong?"

"That's right." Billy answered. "And one more thing."

"Wealthy, arrogant bastards that sip martinis and continuously count their green-colored stacks of paper. Bitches and whores who wrap up life's greatest offerings in lipstick and extensive hours of sex. They are basically invisible to this world. I just don't want you to walk upon this Earth not knowing what's going on in it. If you ever start changing, you stop being one of the 'non-normal', and start becoming 'normal'. When that happens…"

Billy then raised his head up, looking at Sophie with a serious expression on his face. His eyes looked lifeless, and it seemed as if bags were hanging underneath them.

"I will kill you."

Sophie just stared at Billy with the widest eyes possible. Suddenly, her eyelids started to lower, and she nodded. "I got it." Sophie said. Since then, the trip to Tokyo, Japan was quiet. The promise of Billy killing Sophie if she ever changed swam through her head, both scaring her and exciting her.

A beautiful Japanese woman walked down the hallway of a business building. She wore a long, slick, black dress with matching black heels. Her long her was tied into a ponytail and it swayed gently every time she walked. Golden earrings hung from her ears, as well as a matching necklace wrapped around her slender neck. She was quite tall, but even taller in the heels.

She made a left and continued to walk down the hallway. She finally stopped in front of a large set of doors. She knocked a total of three times. On the third knock, a large man opened one of the doors slightly to see who it is. Once he got a peek at the woman, he smiled and opened both doors for her to enter. The man bowed and the attractive woman bowed as well before walking into the room.

The woman's heels traveled over the red rug that led to a desk. The room was large and decorated with nice furniture. Among the decorations was a collection of swords that hung on the wall, perfectly aligned and in order from smallest to largest.

The long-haired woman stopped just a few feet from the desk and she placed her hands in front of her. She bowed her head with a smile.

"Konichiwa, Mishiro-sama. Watashi wa Mizuhara Kimiko." the woman greeted. She stood up straight again, the same smile still on her face.

The large chair behind the desk turned around to face Kimiko, along with two other bodyguards that were next to the man. The man in the chair was a bit shorter than Kimiko, but possessed a pretty good height average. Mishiro appeared to be in his mid-to-late fifties, as wrinkles were slightly visible on his face and skin. Mishiro was dressed in a perfectly neat suit, and a Rolex watch rested on his right wrist.

When Mishiro saw the woman, he couldn't help but smile. "Ah, Kimiko-san. You have come right on time." he said.

Kimiko nodded. "I would never be late for an appointment." she said, chuckling a bit.

"Now, I'm sure that you are aware of who is in Tokyo. One that is highly dangerous…besides you and I." Mishiro said with a small laugh.

Kimiko giggled herself and nodded. "Hai. Albert Wesker."

"That is correct. As you know, he must be dealt with. I am offering you such a high pay, and I expect you to carry out this mission properly." Mishiro said.

"This mission shall be done properly, right Mizuhara-san?"

Kimiko nodded with a smile. "Hai, Mishiro-sama." she replied.

Mishiro nodded with a smile of his own. He then snapped his fingers and one of the bodyguards knelt down to pick up something. He came back up with a long case of something. The bodyguard walked up to Kimiko with the case in his hands. He opened the case and it revealed a long katana. Japanese letters were printed on the blade which translated to "Immortal".

With a bow, the bodyguard held the katana out for Kimiko to see. Kimiko nodded and reached for it slowly, carefully picking it up and holding it firmly in her hands. Kimiko gazed at the nicely done weapon and the word that was imprinted on it. The katana made a smile spread onto her face.

Mishiro smirked himself. "This shall come in handy to you. It is one of the strongest swords a man has made, and it is in your possession."

Kimiko bowed with great respect. The katana was in her right hand, and she held a firm grip onto it. "Arigato, Mishiro-sama. You shall not be disappointed." Kimiko said.

She stood up once more and the bodyguard handed her a cover to place over the katana. Kimiko took it and secured her katana until further use. With another bow, Kimiko turned and began to walk towards the door. Another bodyguard opened the door for her, giving her a bow before she left.

Once the doors were closed, Kimiko sighed and began walking down the hallway with the katana in hand. A serious expression rested on her face as her heels trotted down the hall and to the elevator. Kimiko stopped in front of the elevator, pushed the down button, and entered the elevator once the doors slid open. She watched as the doors closed and she pressed the button to the ground floor.

Kimiko then started to chuckle, raising her katana out in front of her. She gripped it with both hands and stared at it with piercing eyes.

"Albert Wesker. You will meet your demise. I promise you that you will suffer, just like my husband and our clan did." Kimiko said to herself.

"I promise…to kill you."

Back in Los Angeles, Chris was lying in his bed, staring at the ceiling. His digital clock displayed the time 12:34. Though, Chris couldn't sleep at all. He was too deep in thought about the mission, his conniving boss, and most of all, Sophie. He hadn't heard from Sophie in a while, and the last time he had seen her was when they made love.

As the air conditioner released cool air into his bedroom, he turned over onto his side and sighed. He looked at his gun on the nightstand along with two magazines next to it.

"Gotta get some sleep." Chris muttered. He then turned around onto his other side and closed his eyes, forcing himself to sleep. However, the vibrating sound of his cell phone caused him to open his brown eyes again. Chris turned over again and reached for his cell phone. His eyes came across the name "Sophie".

Chris' eyes widened and he flipped the cell phone open. It was a text message. Chris clicked the button and read the text that Sophie had sent him.

Hello Chris! How are you? I know it's late but I just wanted to say good night to you, and I hope your alright. Please don't worry about me. I'm alright, just hanging in there. Goodnight, and I love you.

Chris blinked and smiled, chuckling as well. "I love you too, Sophie." he muttered. He flipped his cell phone closed and placed it back onto the nightstand. He turned over to his side and closed his eyes. Surprisingly, sleeping was much easier for him now.

End of Chapter 27

There's Chapter 27! I hope you all enjoyed this chapter, and the next will be up soon. The title comes from Billy's speech to Sophie. I based that speech off a scene of saw Revy give in the anime "Black Lagoon". Tell me what you think of it. Thank you!

P.S. I based the look of Kimiko off of Shun Qui's(who's actually Taiwanese) character in the Korean gangster comedy "My Wife is a Gangster 3". I think it's a good movie!