Had this done for a couple of weeks, but I was nervous to post it. A friend of mine said she didn't like how mindless Sherri is (or rahter has become) when it comes to Wesker. My friend said I should change her character, but in the end I decided to keep Sherri this way. Sorry, it's kinda short.

You guys think that's a good thing, or should I change her?

And...guess what? I saw Retribution! Has anyone else watched it yet? I got to see it Saturday for my birthday! :) Wesker is so. Freaking. Hot!

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Sherri grimaced and looked at her chest as the skin pulled itself back together. Wesker snarled and turned towards Chris, who had just managed to stand up. Chris narrowed his eyes and took up a fighting stance, broad chest heaving as he fought to regain his breath.

Wesker crossed his arms amd glared at the brunet.

"Sherri?"

"Sir?"

"Leave us."

"Yes, sir..."

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Sherri sat on her bed, legs crossed, reading a book. Wesker had given it to her, and one of the characters reminded her of him. She smiled as she thought of the man who had ultimately saved her life. Since pledging her loyalty to him and shunning the government, she had felt...different. She felt less mature, for sure, and less of a soldier, despite Wesker's praise after every battle. Maybe it was because she was so totally devoted to this man now, this man who had shown her that life was more then just the project she had been forced into all those years ago.

Sherri bit her lip and looked down.

The project...it had taken friends from her. The government claimed Umbrella was bad, but then turned around and made super soldiers simply because they could.

Sherri closed her eyes and shivered, tears making her aqua eyes glisten. She gave a short scream and jumped up, flinging the book into the wall, chest heaving as she fought back tears and another angry scream. The damn project that had made her capable of taking on Wesker had taken everything from her! The same project had lead her to Wesker.

Somehow, she couldn't regret the loss of her friends...

"Sherri?"

The person in question jumped and turned towards the door. Wesker stood in the doorway, his shirt missing. Sherri tilted her head and sniffed slightly, wrinkling her nose.

"Sir?" She asked, confused.

"I need you to do something for me," Wesker said, holding a piece of notebook paper out to his partner. Sherri took it slowly, reading the sheet and blushing slightly. Most of the items she was unfamiliar with, but some of them...

"S-sir...Where am I to get these?" She stammered, looking up at the British man.

"There's a store in town that sells everything."

"I'm confused, Wesker...I left you an hour and a half ago, Chris hates you...I...what...why do you need all this?"

Wesker chuckled and wiped hair from his protege's face. "My dear, you haven't questioned me in so long!" He laughed again. "Don't start now. Chris is still...reluctant to see things from my point of view. We will convince him, dear. It will just take time and...proper equipment."

Sherri bit her lip and then looked down at the list. Wesker tilted his head slightly to watch her and then she straightened up and nodded.

"Yes sir, it shall be done. I will depart immediately," Sherri turned and grabbed her phone from the bed. She turned back and froze. Wesker was staring at her, looking...distraught. "Sir?" She asked, thoroughly confused.

"Dismissed." Was Wesker's only response as he turned to leave.

Sherri frowned and left, driving Wesker's Chrysler into town and going to the store that Wesker had scrawled down at the bottom of the list. Sherri got out, pocketing the credit card Wesker had handed her and went into the dark store.

Sherri froze, her cheeks a dark crimson color.

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Not being a bitch guys, just got lots of projects so here is the dealio. I have 8 or 9 chaptered stories published, and a few more that I am yet to publish. I also have lots to do at work and school. Because of this, I will be dropping some of my stories. If you guys want me to continue this story, you have to review and tell me. Otherwise, this story-as well as others-shall be discontinued. Not being a bitch, just overloading myself.