This is not a chapter, but an entry. I own this one. Enjoy!
A New Revolution
A Resident Evil and OC Story
By SamuraiWriter
Entry 4: The Bloody Savior
'My Bloody Savior'. That's what I call Xavier. He always laughs when I call him that, and he always thinks of it as just some funny nickname I gave to him. However, Xavier doesn't understand how much that "nickname" means to me. He is my savior, out of tears and blood. Every time I see his face, it sends currents all throughout my body. Every time I look into the eyes of 'My Bloody Savior'.
He was old. I was very young. Yet, this did not stop me from pursuing him. The age difference was so deep, so deep that I couldn't help but fall right into Xavier's lifestyle. I had no choice. I was born into it, but I'm not ashamed at who I was in the past. I say this because…Xavier has given my a reason to live every single day of my life.
Then…Xavier was kidnapped. Shit.
I was completely shocked at what my boss, Barry, told me. In front of him, I nodded and went onto finding this woman who was Xavier's loving sister, Sophie. But when I was by myself and away from the world-usually a bathroom-I would cry until my eyes were blood-shot red. Just for the sake of it, I would force pictures of Xavier, paradise, and other relaxing things into my mind. But for some reason, images of blood, death, and human corpses and bones would take their place. This was when I realized that I needed my Xavier. I needed my husband. I needed 'My Bloody Savior'.
Now, I have him. This time, I'm not going to let him slip away. No one is going to take Xavier away from me. Not Wesker. Not William. Not death. No one. I'm so glad that Sophie and Xavier are reunited, as that was my goal. I'm glad that Xavier still gets to fulfill her main need; to stay by Sophie's side.
However, I'm hurting inside that he still hasn't fulfill my main need; to bear my children.
It's okay. As long as Xavier is with me, I'll be fine. I'll feel safe and secure, knowing that I'm not going at this war alone. Knowing that there is someone who will lend me their shoulder for me to cry on. Knowing that at the end of this war, someone will drag my body out, dead or alive. Knowing that someone will save me.
'My Bloody Savior'
Sheva Alomar
Let me just say that Sheva marks the first female to have their own entry. I called it "The Bloody Savior" because I didn't want the chapter title to be in first-person, even though the entry is. I'll do another one as the story progresses, and the next chapter will be up soon. Thank you! We're well on our way to the end, just a few more chapters to go.