Beginners - Resident EvilAlbert Wesker was a man of standards and class, something very difficult to come by in the recent years. He had his priorities and refused to simply give out his time but when he was given the S.T.A.R.S mission, well, he knew what he had to do.Beginners - Resident Evil2 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Hundreds of files and resumes fell across his desk and hundreds went almost directly into the trash. File after file of idiots who varied from ex-cops to simpletons. He didn’t need someone who had been through it all already nor did he need someone like him. He needed people with unusual talents, things people wouldn’t admit usually—and then he found Chris Redfield.
It was one of the last in the pile. His eyes had gone over each paper of the bunch with little interest though once he chose the woman with the ability to pick locks, he figured he had the whole team until Mr. Redfield came to his attention. Even when the young male brunet sat across from him, Wesker realized just how intriguing he was.
Wesker wore a simple suit; no
Shattered Memories - ChrisxWesker Chapter 1.:Chapter 1:.Shattered Memories - ChrisxWesker Chapter 13 years ago in Romance More Like This
The jeep Chris found himself tied up in was silent-- it had been for hours. Soon after waking up, he'd pushed for answers but received only a smirking Wesker in return. He demanded, shouted, and questioned the man but nothing came of it and he eventually stopped. Chris's gaze fell on the darkened landscape outside of the window. He strained his eyes to see it but eventually renounced and sighed through the darkness. He wanted to know so much, perhaps too much. Questions arose in his head, one after another, until he reached the point where he was repeating questions he'd already thought of.
An orange glow from the sky above them pulled Chris from his thoughts and he immediately turned to the window. He was able to see, though vaguely, the rolling fields of Africa. Surprisingly, there weren't any animals, towns, or people in sight. It was just himself and Wesker-- this was an unsettling thought for Chris. It caused him to go into a sudden thinking spell
Echoes - Resident EvilPiers had no regrets as he watched Chris punch and pound at the glass separating them. He had a single goal when he injected himself and that was to get Chris out alive. Chris was the real hero in all this, after all. He had been fighting for much longer than Piers and Chris deserved to see his own true potential. Piers may have been good but Chris Redfield was irreplaceable as Captain and Piers knew that.Echoes - Resident Evil2 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
The B.S.A.A needed Chris. Hell, the world needed Chris and Piers would be damned if he didn't get him out alive. One of them had to survive and Piers was long lost from the moment that needle pierced his skin, even if Chris didn't see it—but Chris was too much of a hero to see it.
Chris Redfield never gave up. He was optimistic, borderline in denial, but it was enough to keep Piers fighting for his life just to get Chris to safety. All he needed to do was get him into that little pod and everything would be okay, that is all that mattered.
"Piers! No, don't do this!"
Oh but he had to
O Captain, My CaptainTitle: O Captain, My CaptainO Captain, My Captain3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Fandom: Resident Evil
Word Count: 3,141
Piers was suited up and treading against the flow of lunchtime traffic at a BSAA training facility in South Carolina when he was first introduced to the Jill Valentine. His intention was to get in a little extra practice on his rifle while everyone else is away, but a hand caught his shoulder in the hallway and the weight is familiar enough that he doesn't just brush it off dismissively. He knew it was his captain even before he turned, though his smile faltered slightly at the sight of the woman standing at Chris Redfield's side.
"Piers," Chris acknowledged, and he paused long enough to await the reply that was customary of this particular recruit, a habitual and earnest "Captain" in the brief silence, before he gestured to his unnamed companion. "I want you to meet a friend of mine. Jill Valentine, this is Piers Nivans, a freshly recruited sniper assigned under the BSAA's North Ameri
InfluenzaTitle: InfluenzaInfluenza2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Fandom: Resident Evil
Word Count: 1,524
Piers didn't know what it was he was expecting when the door to Chris' apartment swung open, but he was less than prepared for the sickly state of his normally able-bodied captain slouching in the doorway and the feeble reply that he eventually managed to croak out by way of a greeting.
"Piers," he was pressing a hand to his temple, his eyes squinted either in intense concentration or else in response to the surprising amount of daylight amplified and filtering in from the nearby windows. It was December, the wind bitter and uncaring, and yet the sun stood its ground, dulled only by the occasional grey cloud drifting by overhead. "You're braving the cold to see me? What's wrong?"
Piers ignored the irony of the question – Chris was right though, he would never grow used to the cold – and recalled what he'd been informed of only hours ago. Their captain wouldn't be able to make it to the base today, they'd
Struggle - Resident Evil - Chris/WeskerStruggleStruggle - Resident Evil - Chris/Wesker1 year ago in General Fiction More Like This
Chris awoke with a start as the memory of falling from a window with Albert Wesker beneath him dissipated from his mind. He groaned, his eyes shutting as his surroundings were dark and blurry and his body ached from the fall. Even with a cloudy head and aching body parts, he so wished he was in the B.S.A.A infirmary. Any second now, Jill would rush in with a doctor and maybe Claire and everything would be—
"Chris," the dark English voice spoke causing Chris to cringe.
"No," Chris groaned, peeling his eyes open to see a dark ceiling. He turned his head and found the blond sitting in a corner, his legs crossed and hands in his lap.
The only light came from the table lamp atop the side table to Chris's right. Nothing else was in the room, from what Chris could see, and found that he was currently wearing nothing besides his briefs under the hospital blanket. Chris was sore but he knew the fall had been months before—no broken limbs with no visible bruising? If
Spiderman x Venom - Locked away to hideLocked away to hideSpiderman x Venom - Locked away to hide3 years ago in Romance More Like This
AN: i suck at finding names for stories...
anyways there will be a little hinting's here and there, mentions of hurting a child and sexual abuse but other then that i think it is okay to read...
Venom had locked himself in his room and had not went out of it for the last week. Most of the other villains where wondering if he was dead some says he was gone and Riddler thought he was already dead and was starting to rotten...Oh how nice he was. You see the reason Venom locked himself in his room was...Well let me first tell you something so you will get it...
"PETER GET YOURE ASS BACK HERE SO I CAN KICK IT!!"
"HELL NO PRINCES VENOM!" Peter then laughed like crazy while Venom stood there after Peter had forced him into a pink puffy dress with pink make-up and a tiara.
"I HATE YOU SO MUCH!!" by now Venom's face had taken the impression of a tomato at its best.
Yeah he had been called a princes AND dressed as one but there was more
betrayal rewrite part 5betrayal rewrite part 53 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
The sound of the gun amplified through the building, and a force of pain pushed me forward against his warm chest. The sound of his heart increased as the echo of his scream amplified in my ear.
The strength of his arms embraced me as he lowered me gently to the hard warehouse floor. It felt colder and harder than I remembered, but the heat of his body covered me like a blanket from the invading cold. His blue eyes filling with sadness that he had never shown me before; I could feel him shaking from the shock. He looked down at me and brushed my hair from my face, his own hair flowing forward covering the intensity of eyes. The cold that was held off from the heat of his body overtook me; the chill running through my body and the vision of him was starting to fade. The world began coating in darkness and fear ran over me. Am I really going to die here? A shiver triggered my body to twinge, reminding me of the pain as a cold wet tear fell do
Albert Wesker's PsycheAlbert Wesker's Psyche5 years ago in Reviews & Guides More Like This
Albert Wesker's Psyche
---And understanding women's love for Assholes---
I've written a psyche on the Joker and now I will write one about Albert Wesker from the Resident Evil game series. Many men and guy friends in my life have approached me with the question that dumbfounds them about why so many women fall for assholes or classic fictional badassies like Albert Wesker. Well today I'm going to answer that question for you because the same question confounded me for years too until I found myself falling for the same type of guy. The reason us women fall for guys like that believe it or not has NOTHING to do with them being an asshole. No one likes an asshole because of one reason: "the golden rule". Even self loving egotistic bastards don't enjoy being treated like crap even if they treat others like that. It's just a universal feeling. The typical asshole usually has the personality of an alpha-male.
Wisegeek.com: In human societies alpha male can
Evil creaturesEvil creatures2 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
They're evil creatures in the night
Lurking in the shadows but still seeing there sight
From they're pale skin and glowing eyes
Out there graves they will rise
Moaning and groaning is what you hear
Your body will soon fill with fear
They walk or run in a fast pace
Here they come for the chase
Get ready for the fear
Coming through the door they are here
Board up the windows to keep them away
This is the place you don't want to stay
It's too late now they're breaking in
It's a fight you may not win
Grab you shotgun prepare for the fight
This battle may last all night
Pain and blood come from your arm
A bite from these creatures can cause much harm
You feel pain as the illness spreads
This is the world of the walking dead
You gave a fight but now your done
The only choice now is to run
Flee from the horde and run like hell
But suddenly you see a wishing well
Grab a coin for a wish
Hoping the chaos will all vanish
This is reality not a dream
You can't stay here you have to leave
Flashbacks on the MarshFlashbacks on the Marsh6 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
The Right to be Parodied
Episode III: Flashbacks on the Marsh
A/N: This is a brief parody of a cutscene in Resident Evil 5. Needless to say, there are SPOILERS here! Pretty big ones, at that. You have been warned.
Scene: Intro, Chapter 3-1
"What happened to your partner?" Sheva asked over the roar of the fan, looking up at Chris with gentle curiosity.
"Jill and I were pursuing a man named Albert Wesker--" Chris began, but was interrupted as Sheva suddenly jumped up and pointed ahead urgently.
"Look out! You're about to run into
Venom's ChildhoodVenom's childhoodVenom's Childhood3 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Venom is in human form that i gave him
if you want to see it then look in the description
also there will be mentions of child violents and abuse if you dont like then dont read
I was asleep when my father barged in and took me by the collar and punched me in the stomach, i cried and screamed.
My dad just kept on beating me like there was no tomorrow.
Soon mom came in and she was screaming at him to stop, she punched him and clawed at him.
Dad let me go and turned to my mom who was crying also.
My dad then started to slap her and punch, he pulled on her hair and kicked her once again in the stomach.
My mom screamed and then she hit the wall and she was knocked out.
I sniffed and found the smell of alcohol, dad had been drinking again.
He then turned to me and hit me, what did i ever do?
I called him a monster and he flipped, he started to kick me and punch, he gave me a bruise on the cheek and a black eye before mom had woken up and saw what
Betrayal short part 4( Authors note. This was about where the first couple sentences of the original ending.. it picks up a little from there and it changes further in to the recap.)Betrayal short part 43 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
He was trying to give her a chance to walk away, the rookie inside still cared for her. She was a part of him that he couldn't let go, but he finally had enough and was done with her games.
I watched the playful face of Ada Wong fall to the fear of his gaze, as she struggled to move and tend to her bleeding. She ripped a strip of her red dress now stained with her own blood and wrapped it around her neck and knee to stop the bleeding. She slowly attempted to stand but she put too much weight on her injured knee; which gave way and she fell hard to the floor.
I flinched and went forward to try and help, but a strong arm held me back.
"Even after all she put us through, even tried to kill you and you still want to help her?"He said with bitterness in his voice. "She has always wanted to do things alone, so
Resident DevilNightmare on Cry-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*Resident Devil4 years ago in Comedy More Like This
Dante's eyes flung open, wide with panic and terror as he shot up from his laying position.
"No---!" He half shrieked as he clenched his neck lightly, immediately feeling for any strangling hands as he nimbly pulled the back with a long exasperated sigh.
'Nothing .. Thank god for that.' The half devil sighed lightly as he hung his head in his still shaking hands.
What was it about these nightmares that make him shoot up screaming nonsense like that?
He sat still for a minute, his mind rummaging through his memories for the source of the wretched nightmares.
He had a dream his cousin had finally come by, only to be torn apart by a demon, mutated by a strange virus as he was laid helpless to do anything against his young cousin's gruesome fate; the demon was indeed stronger than any other creature he's faced so far.
A shaky escaped the silver haired man
Of Tentacles and VolcanoesOf Tentacles and Volcanoes6 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
The Right to be Parodied
Episode 10: Of Tentacles and Volcanoes
A/N: This is a brief parody of a cutscene from Resident Evil 5. Needless to say, there will be SPOILERS here! You have warned. There's also a lot of odd pairing references in this one, but nothing overt enough to need a mature warning.
"I can't believe we actually crashed in a freaking volcano," Sheva grumbled as she staggered out of the ruined plane. The surrounding lava cast a hellish glow on the pair of exhausted agents, their sweat-soaked skin gleaming with a red sheen. Smoke from the crash swirled around them in dense clouds, conveniently obscuring their view of the surroundings. Sheva heaved a sigh and squinted out into the smoke. "How have we not yet exploded or burst into flames, anyway?"
"As long as we don't touch the lava, we'll be fine," Chris reassured her.
"But what about the convection-- oh. Right. Sorry, I forgot that we were in a video game."
The camera abandoned our heroes as ominous strings swelled in the
Jill X Chris Fan FicResident Evil Belongs to Capcom. Therefore, I own nothing.Jill X Chris Fan Fic5 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Anyways, this is a fan fiction ((Post RE5)), this is what happened following this events of Resident Evil 5 and some Re1 references and how Jill and Chris's lives carried out. Sooo here we go! ^.^
They all sat quietly in the helicopter's cockpit. Chris had sat up right in his seat and quietly watched his old partner sleep in the corner of his eye. From the other corner lied Sheva and Josh, happily chatting in African and unable to translate. Not that Chris would seem to care. He rolled his eyes and stretch his arms. He felt sharp pains among his shoulder blades.
"Must be from that landing Wesker handed me.." Chris thought.
His eyes suddenly locked onto his old partner once again. "Jill, I hope you haven't change too much since you were gone." Chris began to ponder about Jill and question their now current relationship, did Jill plunge herself over because she loved Chris? Or did she do it out of the goodness of their friendship
S.T.A.R.S in their eyes...S.T.A.R.S in their eyes...4 years ago in Settings More Like This
Fear...fear wasn't much of a factor for Chris Redfield. He prided himself on his courage. It has not only saved his life, but his comrades' lives in the past as well. A beneficial factor. As fate would have declared it.. however, fear for the first time had entered his mind on July 24th: The Spencer Mansion incident. A feared day for the remaining S.T.A.R.S.
He had spent the majority of his time there in the mansion wandering, looking for something that wasn't trying to kill him at any opportunity they got; more specifically his team mates. They all had disappeared. He wanted his entire team to be safe, sure! Barry was a treasured family friend, Rebecca had proven useful and a trustworthy new friend...But in the back of his mind he was looking for one specific team mate: Jill Valentine. To him, Jill was not just a friend, not just a co-worker. He was captivated by everything about her, from her lean slender shaped body to her glistening soft pale greyish tinted - blue eyes, to the way
Resident Evil: Vengeance - Chapter 1-1: LossResident Evil: Vengeance - Chapter 1-1: Loss2 years ago in Horror More Like This
Eastern Warehouse District – Miami, FL
May 25th 2014
It was as if she was watching everything unfold before her in slow motion playback. In that brief second, time ceased to hold its sway given what she had just witnessed. The thunderous discharge from the high-powered sniper rifle was still ringing in her ears even as she looked down from the roof. The skylight above the garage had shattered from where he had fallen through. His voice was the last thing she could acutely remember.
“Ada! Sniper above!”
She’d barely had time to turn when the red dot of a laser site honed in on her chest. At the last second she had thrown herself backwards with the bullet striking the guide rail instead of her. Leon had then begun firing in the direction of the sniper and before she could take action, the same roar exploded once again.
Werewolf! Ludwig X Red Ridinghood! ReaderWerewolf! Ludwig X Redridinghood!ReaderWerewolf! Ludwig X Red Ridinghood! Reader3 years ago in Romance More Like This
You pulled your long red cloak on and grabbed your basket. Your poor
grandmother was sick, and even though she lived out in the middle of
the forest, you wanted to visit her. You pulled your hood up and
stepped onto the trail. You walked along the forest path, admiring the
woods, when something from the shadows caught your eye. You turned
twards it and took a step back.
From the dense wall of trees, stepped a muscular blonde man, with peircing
blue eyes. He looked shocked. "Guten tag. I'm sorry if I scared you." He was
insanely good looking, and combine that with the accent, you were a blushing,
stuttering mess. "T-That's okay!" You looked down. He looked even more so
curious. "It is very strange to see people this far out into ze voods,
especialy a young frau. Might I ask vhat you are doing out here?"
You played with the edge of your sleeve. "I-I'm on my way to visit my
grandmother and bring her some deserts I baked..." He smiled slightly "Das
Wolverine-x-Baby Reader: Daddy's GirlWolverine-x-Baby Reader: Daddy's Girl6 months ago in General Fiction More Like This
Wolverine-x-Baby Reader: Daddy’s Girl
(F/n) was crying again.
No, not crying . . . screeching. And as Logan (her amused father) watched the baby cry with her little mouth open as far as it could go, he had to admit this his child’s vocal power rivaled Banshee’s. Not that it was something he needed his six month old daughter to prove, now or in fact ever.
“Come on kiddo, ya gotta stop sometime.”
When the wailing just got louder, the man sighed and picked the bawling baby up out of her crib. Gently, he bounced her in his arms in hopes to sooth her, but (F/n) only continued to cry her heart out. She had been at it for nearly twenty minutes now and apparently had no intention of stopping until she got what she wanted.
“(F/n), mama will be back soon, so you can stop crying.”
With innocent eyes (F/n) gazed up at him, before a new and definitely louder sob left her small mouth. Well the barg
Foxy x Reader Part 3 (Five Nights at Freddy's)Foxy x Reader Part 3 (Five Nights at Freddy's)8 months ago in Horror More Like This
“Cap’n Foxy, sir!” A 5 year old you cried, running up to the animatronic fox. He stepped out of Pirate Cove and smiled down at you, kneeling down to your small form. You smiled brightly.
“Ahoy lassie! What be the problem?” He asked. You held out a book.
“Will you read this to me? I got it for my birthday today.” You asked him. He took the book in his hand and looked at you. To be honest, he wasn’t the best at reading. In fact, he could barely read as it was. But he didn’t want to disappoint you. He nodded and stood up, taking your small hand in his and walking over to a small couch. You two sat down and faced Freddy, Bonnie, and Chica who were performing for the children at your birthday party.
“Okay, let’s see what we got ‘ere.” Foxy looked at the cover. “If Ye Give a Mouse a Cookie.” He read aloud. He looked at you, who was now in his lap smili
An Unexpected Visit - AdaXLeonAn Unexpected Visit - AdaXLeon2 years ago in Romance More Like This
An Unexpected Visit
Out from the rain at last, Leon thought to himself as he unlocked the door to his DC apartment. The weather outside was quickly turning from bad to worse, and the rain was becoming most unforgiving. Tossing his keys into the bowl he kept by the door, he began to remove his rain-soaked jacket – a testament to his run across the parking lot during the downpour. Once it was hung up in its place behind the door, he flipped the switch to turn on the light to the living room. Nothing. The thunderstorm must have knocked out the building’s power. When he looked out the window to check the neighborhood, he saw that the whole street was dark.
“Just great…” he muttered. There would be no watching that college football game tonight. It would be tomorrow morning before he would know whether or not he owed Hunnigan twenty dollars on their bet.
A Needed BondWarning: This is a ChrisxLeon fanfic, guyxguy. So don't like to males togther then don't read.A Needed Bond2 years ago in Romance More Like This
Leon sighed as he stared down at a very drunk Chris Redfield, the older male laying on his couch and seemed to be asleep. The agent frowned and picked up the bottles and cups off the coffee table, he was only slightly buzzed. The blond not really being a big fan of drinking, but Chris had said Leon had to relax and refused to leave him alone till they drank together, along with Claire and Jill. The girls had gone up stairs and went to bed, it was now normal for everyone to stop by Leon's house and stay over. 'I rarely had sleep overs as a kid then as a adult I get them nearly every weekend..well when I am not on a mission.' Leon thought and looked up the basement stairs, he had set up the large TV and his large collection of movies down in the basement. He was sometimes sent away for months and didn't want anyone to see the TV and think they should break in. Leon s
A SmileA Smile2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
A/N Hello everyone~ We are back with another story about Cleon
We hope that you will like this story, guys, and it will bring smiles on your faces!~
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Claire Redfield was in New York at a charity reception.
The evening was in full swing. The girl sadly looked at her watch. Her fiance promised to come from Washington today and meet her at the party. But Leon had not arrived yet. Suddenly, the beauty was blinded by a bright flash for a moment. Claire blinked to regain her sight. A pleasant males voice told the girl that she was very beautiful and she shouldnt wear such sad expression on her face.
The dark-haired man deftly took a few pictures of the stranger on his camera. Claire was surprised and a little annoyed that this young attractive photogra