It's not a chapter, but another special! I don't own Resident Evil. Enjoy!

A New Revolution

A Resident Evil and OC Story

By SamuraiWriter

New Year's Special: The Big Bang

The following takes place between 9:55 PM and 10:00 PM

"What's the status?" Barry asked Sheva as he turned around in his chair, a serious expression on his face.

Sheva swallowed a lump in her throat that she didn't know she was holding and raised a tan folder up. "Sir, we've come across something extraordinary. We found out that Albert Wesker has placed a bomb into the New Years ball in New York City. When that ball drops, a massive, clichéd explosion will destroy the world." Sheva informed him.

Barry's eyes widened and he raised from his chair. "What are you saying?" he asked.

"They set us up the bomb, sir." Sheva replied.

Barry's cell phone began to ring. All eyes looked down to the black phone that vibrated next to Barry's coffee mug that read 'Who's Leg Do I Have To Hump To Get A Jill Sandwich Around Here?'. Barry picked up his cell phone. There was no identity, as it read "Unknown". Still, Barry answered it anyway.

"Hello?"

"Can you hear me?" asked the voice.

"Yes. We get signal."

"Good. This is Albert Wesker."

Barry gasped. "It's you!"

"Yes. I just clarified that." Wesker said plainly. "How are you gentlemen?"

"Gentlemen? It's just me." Barry said.

"Oh yeah. Well, all your base are belong to us?" Wesker informed Barry.

"Huh? What base? What are you talking about?"

"What you say?"

"Why are you talking like that?" Barry asked, placing his palm on the desk. In the background, Sheva tilted her head to the side and raised an eyebrow.

"'Cause I'm gangsta, bitch!" Wesker shouted through the phone with a laugh following after that. Due to the volume, Barry had to move the phone away from his ear, but placed it back quickly to hear what Wesker had to say. "I'm Rick James and I'm rich, bitch!"

That was the last thing that Barry heard before Wesker abruptly hung up his phone. Barry sighed, shook his head and closed his cell phone, dropping carelessly onto the desk. Sheva walked up just a bit and displayed a worried expression for her boss, who plopped down into his chair and released a deep sigh he held in.

"We're all doomed."

The following takes place between 10:30 PM and 10:37 PM

"Goodbye 'Year of Smoking Weed'! Hello 'Year of Smoking Weed and Snorting Coke!'" Kevin yelled while holding up a glass of champagne.

"It's not 2009 yet." Karen said, taking a gulp of champagne. "We've still got a few ways to go."

"Please don't drink to much now." Sophie said while walking into her living room. She saw Karen, Kevin, Billy, Alicia, Chris, and Leon all enjoying their time. Bottles of champagne, bowls of chips, glasses, and boxes of pizza all covered her table while her company laid back and relaxed themselves onto her couches. A television that showed a party taking place in Times Square was on. "And please don't eat much. I want to save some for the New Year." Sophie added.

"I can't wait to fulfill me New Years Resolution." Karen said, grinning and pouring herself another glass of champagne. "Another year of drinking my ass off and watching 'The L Word'."

"That's what you did last year. And the year before that." Kevin remarked.

"Your point?" Karen said with a smile. "I'm 33 years old. Any minute I could drop dead, so I need to live my life while I can."

Kevin snorted. "Whatever." he said. Kevin reached out to grab the last bag of barbeque-flavored chips throughout the variety of other choices of chips. Unfortunately, Billy was reaching for the same bag and both men grabbed it from one side. Both males looked up glared at each other when they realized the predicament they were in.

Suddenly, the entire screen went black. One box appeared in the left corner that contained Kevin's head; the second one having Billy's; the third to appear contained the bag of chips both were holding onto; the last one had Karen's head in it. The time was also displayed in the middle. Karen looked around and saw the new setting and smiled. "This is like the Brady Bunch!"

"Sorry. I can't control the things that the author throws into this story." Sophie said, smiling a bit.

Leon got up from the couch and stretched a little. "I got use the bathroom. Where is it?" he asked.

"Up the stairs and turn right. Can't miss it." Sophie replied.

"Thanks."

The following takes place between 10:40 PM and 10:50 PM.

Leon quietly used the toilet, listening to the sound of his urine splashing to the toilet water. The blond sighed and straightened his neck up, positioning his head up to look at the ceiling. Leon then lowered his head and looked around at the neatly designed bathroom. Leon noticed a tissue covered object on the shelf. He reached for it and looked it over….and his eyes widened like they never widened before.

"A….dildo." Leon muttered. Leon gulped and slowly placed the dildo back onto the shelf, looking at his hand, then the toilet.

The following takes place between 11:00 PM and 11:15 PM.

"I really need to see a doctor about this piss problem."

The following takes place between 11:30 PM and 11:45 PM.

"Damn it!" Jack cursed, banging his fist onto the table. Rachel walked over to Jack and placed her hands tenderly on his arm. "What's wrong, Jack?" she asked.

"DON'T TOUCH ME!!!!" Jack screamed. He sprung from his seat and punched Rachel in the face, sending her flying into the wall. Sherry turned around to see Rachel stuck to the wall and Jack breathing heavily and slouching in his chair.

"Don't worry, Jack. Everything will go according to plan." Sherry said.

"Damn it." Jack murmured over and over again.

Rachel worked herself off the wall, brushing herself off. "2009 is coming. We better get ready." she said. After she said that, Ada walked into the room wearing an angry expression on her face. Rachel, Jack, and Sherry all turned to her.

"What's wrong, Ada?" Sherry asked.

After a moment, Ada finally gave her an answer Well, it was more like a question. "Who. Ate. The. Last. Piece. Of. Pie?" Ada asked with a cold tone in her voice.

After the question was asked, the screen was split into four boxes again with the time in the middle. The first box had an angry Ada in it; the second contained an even angered Jack; the third held a curious looking and injured Rachel; the last one to appear stored the head of a neutral looking Sherry. However, another box appeared in the middle that had Wesker's head in it, with part of 'The Brady Bunch' opening song played.

"Wesker?" Ada, Sherry, and Rachel said in unison.

"Damn it!" Jack shouted.

The screen appeared normal again and Wesker's presence was available at that time. "It's only a matter of time before this world explodes." Wesker said with a laugh.

"But before the world explodes, I would like to show you all this documentary." Wesker said, revealing a tape he had hidden behind his back. "It's a documentary on my house."

"Your…house?" Ada questioned. Wesker nodded and popped the tape into the VCR and turned on his flat screen. Everyone gathered together to watch his documentary.

"Damn it…" Jack murmured.

Wesker's Video

The camera zoomed in on the door to Wesker's mansion. The door opened and Wesker appeared, wearing a black buttoned shirt, black pants, and black socks. His trademark black sunglasses rested on his nose and completely covered his eyes.

"Yo! Wassup, bitches?! This Albert Wesker, or as the ladies call me 'Albert Whiskey', and this is my crib. Come on in!"

The camera zoomed on into the house, displaying many of Albert Wesker's beautiful and fancy possessions. The camera the zoomed into his kitchen, where the documentary officially began. "A'ight. We here at the kitchen, where I gets my grub on!" he said. Wesker opened the fridge and showed the contents to the camera.

The majority of it was filled with champagne. "Oh snap! This my party fridge, ya'll! The bitches like to come and pop a few bottles. Then, they go to the bedroom and 'pop my bottle'! OH SNAP!!! No I didn't!"

Ada, Sherry, Rachel, and Jack stared at the television, shock filling each one of their faces. However, anger quickly filled Jack's.

"DAMN IT!!!"

The following takes place between 11:59 PM and 12:00 AM.

"TEN!"

"NINE!"

"EIGHT!"

"SEVEN!"

"SIX!"

"FIVE!"

"FOUR!"

"THREE!"

"TWO!"

"ONE!"

"HAPPY NEW YEAR!!!!!!!"

The entire area of Times Square erupted into cheers, screams, happiness, and confetti. People attacked people with hugs, kisses, and screams in the ear, which were countered by even more screams. The New Years Ball displayed a huge 2009 on it while fireworks exploded throughout the night sky. Happiness was the disease that fateful night of transferring over to 2009, and it looked as if it wasn't stopping anytime soon. As fireworks lit up the night with its creative designs and words that it made, the cheers only got louder and louder. They were not alone, as people around the world were rejoicing for the New Year. Their cheers were just as loud as the ones in Time Square.

Suddenly, the New Years Drop Ball exploded. Screams of happiness turned into screams of shock and fear. Though, it was not a deadly explosion. Nor was it one filled with dynamite or fire.

It was just one….big….fart.

The toxic gas spread quickly over New York to places like Maryland, Florida, and even all the way over to California. But the foul stench didn't stop there, it went on to fill the oxygen that people in Europe, Africa, and even Asia breathed. It continued to fill the atmosphere until it reached into the hearts of buildings, homes, and other structures, big or small. The dark sky turned even dark with a speck of green coloring in it, and the fireworks only made the stench worse. The stench was so repulsive and strong that the fireworks were clouded by the aroma. Everywhere around the world, coughs and faces of disgust and anguish reached people quickly.

"GOD HELP US!!!!!!"

The following takes place between 12:01 PM and 12:02 PM.

Everyone in Sophie's house coughed and covered their noses and mouths. Some even covered their eyes as the fart was so strong, it made their eyes water.

"What a way to start off 2009!" Karen yelled through her hand.

"And I thought Leon's farts were bad!" Chris complained.

The following takes place between 12:03 PM and 12:04 PM.

Now taking a crap, Leon covered his mouth and nose and looked around. "Oh my God! Was that me?!"

End of Special

There's the special! I hope you all enjoyed it! If you haven't figured it out yet, this was supposed to be a parody of the show "24". Jack's constant saying of "Damn it!" comes from Jack Bauer, who both share the same name and Bauer has a tendency to say "Damn" a lot. Anyway, I hope you all have a Happy New Years! I apologize if this isn't really based on action like "24" really is, but I just wanted to get this in before 12:00. Thank you!