Here's Chapter 33, and I think that it's the chapter you've all been waiting for. I don't own Resident Evil. Enjoy!

A New Revolution

A Resident Evil and OC Story

By SamuraiWriter

Chapter 33: The Ways of the Soul

Ada was dying. She sat there while the knife still penetrated her. She didn't bother trying to take it out, since her body swelled with pain every time she tried to move. She lowered her head and saw that the small knife was slowly but surely being coated with blood, and it slowly stained her red dress. Ada never had the slightest thought as to going out like this. She always assumed she would take her last breaths with bullets planted inside her flesh, but never by a pocket knife. She found that to be quite juvenile and silly.

As she sat there, her back against the wall, she heard a pair of footsteps coming her direction. Ada just turned her head and looked at the doorway, knowing that she couldn't do much. She heard the steps come slowly and it moved over to her location. She continued to stare despite her vision starting to blur. After a minute, she saw her husband, Jack, limping. His face was painted with his own blood and his hands were a bit bloody as well. He bared a few cuts and wounds, but those were the least of his troubles. Jack's blond hair was stained with blood as well, due to his constant rolling around in the empty pool in order to get out.

Ada's eyes widened slightly. "Jack…" she muttered.

Jack's ears picked up her voice and he turned around, his blue eyes widened once he saw his injured wife giving in smile, with a little blood dripping from her mouth. Despite the agonizing pain it caused him, Jack picked up his pace and made he way over to Ada, who watched him all the way. She winced a little inside herself when she saw his expressions demonstrate pain and suffering. Finally, Jack made it over to Ada, and knelt down to talk to her. Ada saw blood leak from everywhere she could possibly think of on his face.

Ada chuckled. "Looks like…your scar…got…worse…" she muttered. Her words were a struggle to get out.

"Ada…What the hell happened?" Jack asked, placing a blood stained hand on her knee.

Ada winced and Jack removed his hand, but Ada shook her head, letting him know that he did nothing wrong. "Not your fault…it's the knife's…"

Jack reached for the knife and grasped it, but Ada's hand stopped him from releasing it from her chest. With a warm smile, Ada slowly shook her head. "It's not worth it, Jack. It's not." she said.

Jack didn't want to believe her, he didn't. It was worth every thing to him. Ada was his wife, the one he loved. He admitted that they never really showed any affection towards each other unless it was either sex or some kind of attraction came about during a mission. Something about that exact moment made Jack want to cry, but he couldn't spare the fluid. It wasn't like him to cry anyways, and he didn't think Ada would like for him to shed tears. Jack also didn't want the tears to sting his face with the blood.

With his hand still on the knife, Jack watched as Ada moved one of her hands up to Jack's scar that ran over his left eye and down to his chin. She didn't touch it, but Jack felt her fingertips make a light brush across it. It sting at all. "Looks like…this scar got worse." she said.

Jack didn't say anything and only grasped Ada's extended hand with his free hand.

After witnessing this gesture, Ada could feel her eyes water. Her vision grew even blurrier from the liquid that formed in front of her pupils. She felt tears stream down her cheeks right afterwards, despite not wanting to show any to Jack in the first place. It wasn't like Ada to show tears in front of her husband, and vice versa. They both knew that. Though at that moment, Ada didn't care if Jack cried until he was out of tears.

"Oh Jack…this is it…" Ada muttered, another tear escaping her eye.

His best efforts weren't enough; a tear managed to break free from Jack's scared eye. For some reason, it didn't sting. "We'll make it, Ada." Jack said in his gruff voice.

Ada raised an eyebrow. "Make it…" she muttered. Jack squeezed her hand tighter, along with the knife. For the first time they have been married, Jack revealed a smile that relied solely on love and affection.

"Yeah. We'll make it."

"Sophie!" Xavier called out.

Sophie, Luis, and Chris all turned around saw a wounded Xavier coming onto the roof, his pipe resting in his right hand. The wound that Jack gave him was starting to dry out, but there was still blood leaking from it. Sophie's brown eyes widened when she saw the status of her brother. Luis was a bit surprised since he knew Xavier, but Chris remained speechless.

"Xavier, what happened to you?" Sophie shouted.

Sherry took this opportunity to flash out her pistol from the back of her leather pants. The small sound of the gun caught into Sophie's ear drums and she turned around to look at it, making everyone else look at the gun as well. Sherry flashed a grin and wrapped her index finger around the trigger. "I told you. I just want wrap this up." she said.

Without giving time for Sophie to reply, Chris snatched one of her Desert Eagles out of her hand and began to fire. Sherry ran from each bullet, countering with her own. Sophie immediately shot back, and got in front of Luis a bit in order to protect him. She knew that Luis had already been through enough. Chris got a firm grip onto the gun and moved around while firing. In the mix of all the bullets dropping to the rooftop, there was one shot that seemed very indifferent to Sophie. It sounded much louder in her ears, and when she looked around, she assumed that the others pointed that shot out, too. Everyone except Sherry turned around, who was too occupied with the wound she just received. She dropped her gun and grasped the bullet wound in her leg, yelling out a bit and releasing profanity as she did so.

"And another lucky shot." a familiar voice said. Sophie and Luis' eyes widened when they heard the voice.

"Ramón!" Sophie and Luis shouted in unison. They turned to each other in shock.

Ramón stepped out wearing a white buttoned shirt and a black pants, with black dress shoes covering his feet. A pistol rested in his left hand, and it silently released smoke from its barrel due to the impact of the bullet.

"Sophie." Ramón said with a smile on his face.

"Ramón." Sophie replied with happiness leaking in her voice.

"Primo?" Luis spoke.

"Cousin Luis?"

"Cousin?" Sophie spoke.

Both Spaniards nodded in unison. "Si. We're cousins."

Sophie's mouth gaped open when she heard the truth. Sophie knew Ramón acted too much like Luis, but she never would have guess that it was because of a relation. "Ain't this a bitch?" Sophie muttered to herself.

In the midst of all the conversation, Sherry grabbed her gun from the roof top and fired. Everyone turned around and to her, and Chris fired another shot in her shoulder. Sherry yelped in pain and dropped to her knees again. This time, the gun dropped in front of her knees. Chris trotted over to her quickly and pointed the gun directly to her forehead, causing Sherry to look up at him. Though, her eyes wandered to the side a bit as she heard the sound of police sirens and rock music playing.

Sherry snorted. "I guess you can't trust Japanese police force to arrive on time, can you? They're probably worse than American forces." she joked, turning her eyes back to Chris.

"I wouldn't say that. I'm here, aren't I?" Chris asked. Sherry just growled in response.

"Was anyone hurt?" Xavier asked.

"Ramón!" Sophie cried out when she saw Ramón crouching down to grasp his wound. He was hit in the chest. Blood leaked between his fingers and down to the roof top floor. Sophie and Luis both hurried down to him, and Sophie caught him just when he was about to fall. "Ramón, no!" Sophie shouted.

"Primo, por favor! Don't die on me, please!" Luis shouted at the top of his lungs. Tears were dropping from his eyes as he saw his cousin cough up blood and stained his shirt. His eyes didn't water, but they sparkled from the reflection of the moon. Xavier knelt down to him for support, despite not even knowing this man. In spite of the pain it caused Ramón, he managed to raise his hand up and his fingers touch the skin that made up Sophie's cheek. He couldn't help but smile at the way Sophie was releasing her sadness.

Ramón gestured for Sophie to come closer, and Sophie obliged by bringing her head down to him. Her ear was placed by his mouth to listen in on what he had to say. "Yes?" she said gently.

"Remember…last night…" Ramón whispered. "I'm sure my...little…decoration will…help you…to…" he gurgled.

Sophie's teary eyes narrowed a bit and a smiled wiped across her face. "I'll wear the hickey with pride." Sophie whispered back with a slight jocular tone in her voice.

Ramón chuckled and redirected his eyes over to Luis, his cousin. "Luis, I'm afraid.…you lose a cousin…tonight. I call myself help…ing and…this is what…happens." Ramón muttered.

Luis released tears from each eye as she looked at his dying relative. He crouched down even more when the pupils in Ramón's eyes began to fade little by little. Luis' hands took in an amount of Ramón's shirt and he wrinkled it carelessly as he stared deep into his cousin's fading eyes. Tears dropped onto his shirt, Luis couldn't take it anymore.

"Adios, Luis." Ramón whispered, before finally closing his eyes and allowing his head to fall back onto the roof top floor. Everyone moved in close, with Luis being the closest. "Ramón!! NO!!!" Luis screamed.

Right after Luis' scream of suffering ended, a helicopter appeared behind Sherry and in the eyes of Chris. Everyone turned around and saw the helicopter, and they heard the police sirens as they surrounded the front of the hotel. Nearby spectators also crowded the scene, but were sent away by police officers.

Albert Wesker pulled Sherry into the helicopter by the back of her leather top quickly before Chris could react. The helicopter then proceeded to back away from the hotel and escape the scene. Sophie knew that she would not be able to catch them, but that didn't seem to stop her from running towards it. With her gun in hand, Sophie forced her feet in the direction of the helicopter.

"Sophie, no!" Xavier shouted, and got up to run after his sister.

Before Xavier or Chris got to her, Sherry fired a shot and it managed to penetrate Sophie in the shoulder, sending her flying to the floor. Sherry continued to pull the trigger but no bullets were released; Sherry had spent her last bullet on Sophie's shoulder. "Damn!" she cursed.

Wesker pulled her into the helicopter completely, and Sherry rested her back against a nearby seat. Her eyes gazed upon Wesker's, and she felt tension between them.

"Are you gonna tell my father?" Sherry asked him.

Wesker crossed his arms and raised an eyebrow. "We'll have to wait and see about that." he answered.

Sherry rolled her eyes and sighed. "Typical."

"SOPHIE!!! FUCK!!!!" Xavier screamed, running his hands over his bald scalp. Suddenly, Sophie's body seemed to rise up quickly, and again, Sophie ran towards the helicopter. Xavier and Chris sprinted to her, hoping to catcher her again. Unfortunately, a certain scream from a certain woman distracted the men.

Alyssa came running out, her heels were placed off to the side so she could pick up speed. Without even looking down at Ramón's lifeless body, she jumped over him easily and ran passed a shocked Xavier and Chris. Just before Sophie was about to jump to try and catch the helicopter, Alyssa grabbed her and pulled her back in anger, bringing them both down onto the ground hard. Alyssa backed ached from the fall, and Sophie ached in pain from the fall and the bullet that was lodged in her shoulder. Despite Sophie's best attempts in breaking free, Alyssa wrapped her arms around Sophie's neck so she couldn't get away.

"You're not going anywhere!" Alyssa shouted.

"No…" Sophie muttered as she watched the helicopter fly away. She heard the Japanese chief yell something through a megaphone, but no one understood it. Alyssa finally released her grip off of Sophie and they both stood to their feet. Sophie turned around to Alyssa with a slightly annoyed expression. "Why did you stop me?!" she shouted.

"I saw you trying to get away with your posse. It's not going to work, skank." Alyssa answered. Sophie titled her head to the side in confusion.

Vincentio and David ran out soon afterwards, causing Luis and Chris' heads to turn. Vincentio displayed a smile while David looked at Alyssa with embarrassment. "I apologize. I tried to stop her but-" His sentence was cut short when his eyes captured his friend, Ramón, on the rooftop dead and bloody. His eyes didn't expand, but he was definitely speechless. He could feel his mouth grow dry when he saw Ramón's own blood make a pool. David looked down as well and displayed a much more mournful look than Vincentio.

Right afterwards, another helicopter flew and stopped near them. Sophie turned around and saw that the helicopter contained Sheva, Kimiko, and a masked man. Sophie limped forward to the helicopter and smiled when she saw them.

"Need a lift?" Sheva asked. She moved forward a little bit and saw her bullet wound. "Looks like you need a medic, too."

Xavier walked forward and smiled to his wife, and Sheva gave off a worried expression in response once she saw his large wound. "Xavier! Are you okay?" she shouted.

"Don't worry, baby. I'm fine." Xavier called back. Sheva smiled at his response. He looked over to the masked man; it was his friend, HUNK. Xavier grinned in satisfaction and HUNK waved back to him. 'That beautiful son of a bitch.' Xavier thought.

Behind HUNK came out a man that Sophie hadn't seen in a long time; Barry. Sophie smiled when she saw Barry stand up, showing off one of his expensive suits he usually wore. Barry gave Sophie and Xavier a smile when he saw them. "Long time no see, the both of you. It's good to have you back, Xavier." Barry said.

Sophie and Xavier both nodded. "It's good to be back, Mr. Barry." Xavier replied.

A long, ladder was released to allow them all to enter the helicopter. Sophie walked up first and she stepped on the ledge of the building and reached for the rope-made ladder with both hands. She climbed up slowly, making sure that the pain the bullet wound caused her wouldn't effect her climbing. Once she made it up, HUNK and Sheva grabbed each hand at a time and carefully pulled her up. Sophie winced at the pain when her arm was being pulled, but she finally made it in the large helicopter.

Sheva smiled at Sophie. "So, how's Chris and Luis?" she whispered.

Sophie sighed. "Well, neither of them are talking to me." she responded.

Xavier came up afterwards, kissed Sheva on the cheek, and sat by her. Sophie looked down and saw many other people still on the rooftop, two of them being Chris and Luis. Sophie knew that it would be an awkward helicopter ride to where ever they were going.

"CHRIS!!!" a familiar voice called out. Chris blinked and walked forward to the edge and looked down. Besides the Japanese police force, there was a familiar group down there, and a much more familiar person holding a megaphone; it was Leon.

"Chris, we're coming to get you. Turns out we got some BSAA members in Japan, too." Leon yelled through the megaphone. "Plus, I've got a surprise for you back at the hotel." The statement made the Japanese police officers make faces of disgust and laughter, as what Leon said sounded like something else than what it actually meant.

Chris smirked and nodded. Though his expression changed to a sophisticated one when he looked up at the helicopter, his eyes directed more to Sophie. Sophie met his gaze and looked more worried about the status of Chris than feeling safe with her friends. They didn't say anything and only nods were exchanged. They both understood that they would be going their separate ways. Chris motioned one of Sophie's guns that he took to her, but Sophie shook her head with a small smile. Realizing that this might be the last they see of each other, they commit their last looks of each other to memory, and Chris finally turned to leave the rooftop. Sophie lowered her head a bit, but knew she had to lift her spirits, as she would be facing Wesker, and maybe Sherry, soon.

"Also, 'Good Day, Los Angeles' crew, we're here for you as well." Leon yelled through the megaphone.

Alyssa and David looked down, and Alyssa sighed. "It's about damn time! Let's go, David." she said.

"So, are we finally finished this?" David asked.

Alyssa raised an eyebrow. "No."

"…"

"We've still got work to do. Though, a 'little vacation' from work is always understandable." Alyssa said. They both walked together to exit the rooftop. Alyssa looked down at Ramón's corpse, gave it a questionable look and continued to walk with David off the rooftop.

'This isn't over, Sophie. It's not.' Alyssa thought while she walked.

All that were left were Luis and Vincentio. After saying their respective prayers for Ramón and Luis shedding the last few tears for him, they stood up and walked together to the helicopter before the cops came. Vincentio went up first and Luis followed right behind him. They were both helped into the helicopter, and once everyone was in and sitting in a reasonable safe position and area, HUNK and Kimiko shut both doors and the helicopter started fly away to their next destination.

There was small talk during the ride, mainly by Xavier, Barry, and Sheva. Sophie remained quiet as usual, but stole small glances at Luis, who sat on the helicopter floor. His eyes were directed into space, and he sat in a position that gave him the look of a loner. He moved his head a bit and, for a second, Luis and Sophie's eyes met. Sophie quickly looked away and out the window. Looking out, she saw a concert being held. Obviously, the music was too loud for anyone in that area to here the commotion they were causing.

"There's a concert going on down there." Sophie said.

"Oh, yeah." Sheva said. "I think Billy's there. He said the rock band was his favorite."

Kevin sat in chair next to the hospital bed that Karen "slept" in. He gazed at the small bruises on her face that she suffered from the impact of the dresser falling onto her. Kevin hadn't left his sisters side since they placed her in the bed. Karen's broken glasses rested on the small stand next to her bed, which also held a glass of water that the nurse gave to him. Though, Kevin hadn't taken not one sip from it since he received it.

While watching Karen, Kevin's ears picked up the sound of the hospital door opening. Kevin turned around and saw a male doctor with glasses and short hair walk in. Kevin hoped he spoke English.

The doctor gave Kevin and smile and extended his hand. "Hello, Mr. Ryman. I am Doctor Hayabashi." he said. His English was too perfect.

Kevin took the hand with his own and shook it before releasing it shortly afterwards. "Any new news, sir?" Kevin asked with utter politeness.

Doctor Hayabashi sighed; Kevin didn't like the sound of that. "I'm afraid that your beloved sister…has entered a coma.

Kevin's eyes widened and he almost felt his pupils deplete. 'Coma?'

"It may not look it now, but the bruises that your sister endured where almost fatal. My estimation is about 2 years until she wakes. God forbid this from happening, but it might be possible that she might not wake up at all."

Kevin almost couldn't contain this information that was being given to him. He always saw this kind of situations happening on television dramas or movies, but he never would have guessed that he would actually be apart of it. Kevin almost didn't want to believe the man. He would rather be in a coma than have Karen in one.

"Now, we're going to transport Karen back to Los Angeles and into a hospital there. I am sorry but we can't keep her here. Don't worry, we will take care of everything, including insurance, due to this sudden change of hospitals. We will make sure that Karen gets there safely. We will let you know which hospital she will go to tomorrow." the doctor said.

It didn't matter which hospital they placed Karen in. Kevin knew that he would stay by her side all the way anyway.

End of Chapter 33

Okay I lied, it's not the chapter I think you were waiting for. Though, there will definitely by a truck load of Sophie and Wesker action(not THAT kind of action!) in the next chapter. We're so close! Thank you!

R.I.P- Ramón Hernandez(1976-2008)