RE: Sniper Cupid Piers NivansPiers Nivans had only been a member of the BSAA for year, and it had been the legendary Chris Redfield who had approached him about joining. Nivans had been feeling that he needed to use his sniping talents to answer to a higher calling from the U.S.’s Special Armed Forces. He had heard of the BSAA, and felt that was where he belonged. He remembered the test of his skills that Captain Redfield had put him through, seeming to pass with ease from the outside onlooker, but Nivans had felt himself sweating profusely. In general, Piers had considered himself a hard person to impress; where as he respected his superior officers in the Armed Forces, the level of respect he had was only born from duty. However, even upon his first meeting of Redfield, he was inspired by the man. When joining the BSAA, Nivans did all he could to be worthy of joining Chris’ alpha team, and based a lot of personal pride on being promoted to the Captain’s seconRE: Sniper Cupid Piers Nivans2 years ago in Humor More Like This
Love ChildThe monotonous ring of the telephone pulled Chris from the dark folds of sleep. His hand groped for the cellphone he had tossed onto his nightstand the day before. He begrudgingly hit 'talk' and put it to his ear. "Hello?"Love Child5 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
"Hello?" A feminine voise rang in his ear. "Chris? It's Jill."
At that moment, Chris was wide awake. "Jill? It's... This is really you?" He felt tears swell up behind his eyes, threatening to break through and run down his face.
"Yeah, it's me..." Jill's voice was sad as she spoke. "I'm sorry... that I left."
Chris had a short flash back of the night he and Jill had shared months ago. Her lips on his, his body against hers, a night of pure love. Chris wasn't sure what he should reply, but was saved from the choice as her voice came from the phone again.
"I... I'm coming back..." She whispered. "I was..." She took a deep breath. "I was hoping that we could meet somewhere."
"Of course!" Chris was breathless. "Where? Do you have a place in mind?"
"Uh, yeah... I was thin
Je Vous Aime - a Resident Evil songficJe Vous Aime - a Resident Evil songfic3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
A decade has already passed since the Raccoon City incident and the events that happened in Rockfort Island.
Many people's lives are changed forever thanks to the evil corporation known as Umbrella. Now that the pharmaceutical enterprise is gone, many wonder what will happen next or what can they do now to rebuild their lives.
For one person, she just wants to reminisce some events, better yet, remember someone so dear to him.
A sunny afternoon, she feels the need to pay her last respects to a special someone .
In an undisclosed location, riding her Harley-Davidson motorcycle down the road, the Terra Save member, now 32 years of age, has a somewhat stern look on her face, probably thinking of something right now.
"It's been 11 years now and I can still feel his presence"
Now arrived at the designated area, the cemetery, she parked her motorbike near the gates.
Entering the place, she surveyed her surroundings. "So very quiet, am I the only here?" Continuing to look around, she rea
I'm not StrongI'm not StrongI'm not Strong3 years ago in Romance More Like This
Seeing you now,
It sends a cold fire down my spine.
The ghost of a smile lingers on your perfect lips,
And your strong, cerulean eyes,
Are as eerie and beautiful as a quiet moon,
Whispering over a dark night.
It's been so, so dark.
Your firm, delicate hands,
Hold in them my own.
It's always been like that,
But I should be holding you,
Watching over you,
As your hair frames your face,
In fragile slumber.
But you can barely close your eyes.
Fresh scars mar your pale skin,
And you shrink away from me,
I lean forward and kiss them lightly.
I'm scared you'll break,
You look so weak,
I've never seen you like this,
But you'll recover.
You always do.
Question is will I?
A bitter laugh escapes me,
''I've always needed you.''
As selfish as it was I wanted to die,
That night you sacrificed yourself.
I wanted to take your place but,
You kept me alive.
Even in death.
You encircle your limp arms around me,
I shield you with a strong embrace,
Until our lips meet silently.
RE: Private Wars Pt. IChris Redfield was called into the head physician's office in the United States BSAA headquarters, and he made himself comfortable in the large, black leather chair. By this time, he was on the first name basis with the doctor having been sewn and mended by him several times in the recent years. This visit, however, was not about Chris' health, but that of his partner, Jill Valentine, who had arrived with him weeks earlier from Africa. For the few days Chris and Jill had been in the west African headquarters of the BSAA, Jill had struggled with fatigue and recurring nightmares as her body was going through the withdrawals of the drug, P-30, that has been forced into her system constantly via a pump placed onto her chest by Albert Wesker, the former head of the Umbrella pharmaceutical company, and Chris Redfield's arch nemesis. Now that Chris and his partner were back in the states, Jill continued to struggle and had remained in the BSAA hospiRE: Private Wars Pt. I4 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Private Wars Pt. IIWhen the Redfield siblings returned from the storage facility with Claire in the Hummer and Chris driving Jill's car, Claire had thought to remind him of some pleasant memories in their childhood that usually involved some mischief on Chris' part toward an authority figure, like Uncle Rod, who'd had a drinking problem, but was surly and arrogant even when sober. Claire was reminding him of the time when Chris had glued a penny to the kitchen floor before Uncle Rod had come stumbling in. The bad-tempered drunkard had seen the penny and couldn't resist its glinting, coppery sheen. From that moment on, terribly uncoordinated, drunken hilarity ensued for twenty minutes that summer afternoon. Claire had gotten Chris laughing, which had been her aim to get him away from meditating on his guilt about Jill. In fact, they were laughing when they entered the apartment.Private Wars Pt. II4 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
" . . . And then the poor bastard dies of liver failure," came Chris jovi
Private Wars Pt. IIIFor the next few days, Jill had a more difficult time hiding her depression from Chris. The best she could do was stay in bed so he wouldn’t see that she had been crying. Jill made sure to lie in bed facing away from the door so when she didn’t answer his knocking and opened it to make sure she was all right, he would think that she was only sleeping. She was even making the effort to wake before he did or fix her meals by herself when he wasn’t around so she could avoid him. She was very thankful for the hours he spent fixing her car as it decreased the chances of her running into him.Private Wars Pt. III4 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
But Jill Valentine had underestimated her partner’s concern for her, and Chris was much more observant and aware than she gave him credit for when it came to her. In her current state with her change in demeanor, Chris began to alter his habits to so she couldn’t avoid him and he could resume the task of taking care of her with the things he co
Delta Prank OffDelta Prank OffDelta Prank Off3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
The Delta Prank Off
USS Delta Team were in the living room, having a conversation.
Beltway: Alright. We'll send Four-Eyes with a letter.
(HUNK walks by)
HUNK: Hey, guys. What are you doing?
Vector: Oh. Hey, HUNK. Deltas 38, 40, 62 and 07 just moved into the house next door.
Lupo: And everytime someone new moves on to the block, we challenge them to a prank off.
Spectre: Want to join us? It's really funny.
HUNK: Nah. I'm going zombie hunting. Have fun, though.
At the house next door, there was Delta Squad. Delta 38, Boss. Delta 62, Scorch. Delta 40, Fixer. Delta 07, Sev.
Fixer: This new house is awesome!
Scorch: Yeah. And the best part is we got a free PS3 with it.
Suddenly, Four-Eyes appears from behind.
Sev: What the?
Four-Eyes: Hello. I have a message for you from Lupo.
Sev: So, what does it say, Boss?
Boss: It says... Dear Delta Squad, since you're new to this neighborhood, you must compete in a prank off against me and my teammates.
SafeWesker's hand was tightening around Chris's throat. I knew he was about to kill him. I saw the window behind Wesker and remembered the cliff that started immediately after. The thought was in my head and I would do it. Chris had only moments left before Wesker would kill him.Safe5 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
I charged at Wesker. I couldn't let him kill the man that had been my partner for a decade. Chris was the closest person to me, the only person that knew all the horrors I had seen, the only one who had been there for me when my father died. He was the man I loved.
The force of my charge knocked Wesker back. The sound of glass shattering was loud in my ears as Wesker crashed through it. I tried to stop my feet and push away from him so he fell and I didn't. He continued out the window to fall down the cliff.
I couldn't stop myself quick enough and fell foreword. I didn't fall as far out as Wesker. I threw one hand against the rocky cliff and caught myself.
"Jill!" I heard Chris call out. I realized I was jus
No Love Here : Chapter OneI sighed. Another day in this fuckhole of a school. I was sitting in her homeroom, waiting for class to start(I hate math.) The sooner it was over, the better. I sat up from my leaning-on-the-desk position as someone I didn't recognize walked through the door.No Love Here : Chapter One5 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
"Class," Mr. Milana, the teacher, announced, "This is our newest student. Chris Redfield."
I directed my gaze on him. He was muscular and tall. He had dark blonde almost brown hair. His eyes were a sparkling blue. "Hey."
He looked directly at me when he said it. I blew him off. Just another jock to hit on me. Fuck that. Yeah, I had a DD size chest and a pretty face. But I didn't have a heart. So he had no chance.
"I believe the seat besides Jill is open," Mr. Milana said as he pointed in my direction.
Dang. Another sigh from me as he walked over and sat besides me. "Hey, I'm Chris." He put out a hand for me to shake.
I blew him off(again) and huffed "I'm Jill." He smiled and with drew his hand.
"Not to be too foreward, but any ch
Know your limitsChris sat down, looking across the room. Seated in a heavy chair was a woman. She was handcuffed to said chair and unconcious. She had short brown hair and wore a tight red shirt with a black skirt. He had no idea who she was.Know your limits4 years ago in Humor More Like This
He was worried because of the large cut on her leg. He had thought she might be infected. That's why he had handcuffed her to the chair (after bandaging her leg of course).
He approached her. Using the end of his shotgun, he turned her head so he could see her face better. She had soft features and a almost unnoticable tan. All in all, he thought she was pretty.
He stepped back as she groaned. She slowly woke, shaking her head gently. She didn't notice the handcuffs until she tried to rub her eyes. When her hand couldn't reach her face, her eyes flew open in anger.
She saw Chris. "Who the hell are you?!"
He was surprised at her reaction. She glared at him until he answered. "Chris. You?"
"Why am I handcuffed?" she demanded, eyes coldly faced towards him. She comp
RE Fic : Male IssuesA/N;RE Fic : Male Issues6 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
So I was staying at my pals for a week end and she was telling me about someone her friend used to go out with. It just made me laugh, and I just felt like writing this. Not the best, but hell, its something eh?
Resident Evil Clearly I dont own it or I wouldnt NEED to be writing fanfics.
The day had been a little more Quiet than others. This was due to the feelings that appeared to surround a certain Ms. Valentine. Whenever this sort of thing happened, everyone walked on their toes and made sure not to say anything stupid to her Unless they were absolutely positive she would take it with jest. Or if they were Chris Redfield, who seemed accustom to the womans moods and was experiences in both dealing with them and managing to shift her views back to brighter sights.
No sooner had the clock in the office struck the oh-so-loved time associated with lunch did Jill haul herself out of the r
RE Fic: Je m'en Fous : ch. 1A/N;RE Fic: Je m'en Fous : ch. 16 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
You know, I have no idea what this is XD I just decided, at 3:20am, while lying in bed thinking about half the shit me and my friends joke about. And my mind came up with one sentence I wanted Jill to say to Rebecca and it was sealed.
So basically this whole story is putting together all the little jokes and idea Toshyii, Shin and I have come up with. And all the other little things that have happened with little people. And Something else that I refuse to mention. I dont know whether this is meant to be Humour, Drama or Romance o_o; Its DEFIANTELY Humour, cmon. Theres a bit of drama, but I dont know if its romance >_>
For some strange reason Jill and Chris relationship always comes to my mind when I listen to One Week, that song by Bare Naked Ladies. I guess I just see it more light hearted than most people like to. Cause if they arent lovers, theyre best friends in my books XD I have a history of losin
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
SleepIt went horribley wrong, their last mission.Sleep3 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Jill sat beside Chris's hospital bed. She held his unmoving hand and waited for him to wake up. He had fallen asleep nearly an hour before and she stayed the entire time.
She was starting to wonder why.
She had been his partner for five years now and she was tired. She put everything she had into being there for him, taking care of him, being his partner. And she no longer knew why. He was her world, and he was fading. She was questioning her very exsistence. Why love if not to be loved in return?
Her grip lessoned on his hand. "Chris..." she spoke. "I know you're asleep and that you can't hear me, but... That makes this easier." She rubbed her hand over the back of her neck. "I love you," the brunette whispered into the cold, dark hospital room. It echoed around her like it was taunting her. "But I can't anymore. It's... too much."
Chris remained unmoving on the bed, his monitor beeping quietly to prove his heart still beat. She swore at he
Easter poem for JillDear Jill,Easter poem for Jill2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Roses are red,
Violets are blue,
Oh fuck - it's Easter,
But I love you.
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 Evil3 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 itóbut 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
Sport works its miraclesSport works its miracles2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
A/N Hello everyone! We want to represent our new fic and this one is the first fic about Chris and Jill
And it's a Birthday gift for NurulSlaluwBluee Have a wonderful Birthday, dear! We wish you all the best and we hope you will like this little gift we have prepared for you
So, now read, enjoy and don't forget to review!~
And one more thing...If you aren't Chris/Jill supporter or you don't like our ideas for the fanfics- DON'T BOTHER TO READ and We DONT NEED TO KNOW IT
Sport works its miracles
In the morning Chris was sitting at the kitchen all sleepy and moody. There was a cup of strong coffee on a table, but even that bracing liquid didn't help him much to come to his senses. It was like that until he met his beautiful wife in the kitchen. She returned home from an early jog in the park. She was so pretty and full of energy, that the man could not take his watchful eyes from her, which opened to the world the moment she danced into the
Can You Come To Miami, Leon?Claire Redfield sighed, a cup of warm tea in her hands. Chris had managed to convince her to stop drinking coffee and to get some rest. What had happened in Raccoon City and Rockfort had haunted her like a horror movie would haunt any sane mind even if the person didnt believe it was going to scare them. Of course, maybe thats what all this fear was about; Raccoon and Rockfort, the Ashford twins, Steve Burnsidemaybe they were all just dreams that loved to torment her subconscious. It was possible, right?Can You Come To Miami, Leon?7 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Sighing to herself, Claire realized how unrealistic that seemed. If it was a dream, Claire, her mind began in a solemn tone, you are not the only one whos stuck in the nightmares. Chris, Jill, Barry, Leontheyve all been hit, too!
It had been so long since shed actually thought about him. Ever since that email, they hadnt really bothered to keep in touch. Leon had managed to tell Chris she was in need of help and then she and th
Re Fic : Below Her BalconyA/N;Re Fic : Below Her Balcony6 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Yeah yeah, I know. I should be working on Je Men Fous and the others. I am D: Im just.... Writing other stuff while Im at it DX Sorry guys.
Well this one? Ive been listening to a bunch of songs by The Script lately, so, blame them for this one. Gah.
Oh yeah, I hate Microsoft Word on Windows Vista. Stupid school computers should have stuck with XP. I have enough trouble finding the word count as it is! ... Hehe, I guess this could be considered a follow up to Male Issues? It, it wasnt meant to be, and Im sorry for writing so much CxJ ;_;
Resident Evil clearly not property of mine.
Just get the hell out!!
People in the hall turned their heads towards a certain apartment door, all apparently taken off guard by the sudden shout. It had been such a long time since they had heard any form of aggression behind that door, and it all sounded too familiar. People
No Love Here: Chapter TenJill's POVNo Love Here: Chapter Ten4 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
The kiss was short and unexpected. I wasn't sure who actuually initiated it, but his lips were soft and I didn't care about any other factors to our current situation for those few short moments.
He pulled away, eyes wide with the realization of what we had just done. "S, sorry!" he stammered before fleeing.
My own eyes were wide, I was sure. There was a weird feeling fluttering in my chest, a kind of nervous energy that I hadn't felt in a long, long time.
I didn't want to date Chris...
Confusion washed over me. Relationships had been ruined for me, half of my brain argued. I had already tried to give my heart away and learnt the hard way to just stop trying, to stop caring. The other half of my brain replied that Chris was better than HE was. Chris wasn't like the last one.
I bit my lip. Chris had taken care of me while I was sick, stayed with me even though the others had gone out to paintball. He had held me because I was cold, and hadn't expected anything i
In Darkness: Chapter Nine"Do you want to go out to dinner?" Chris asked, squeezing Jill's hand. They were sitting in the car outside where she had just gotten her ultrasound. He had a picture of the ultrasound held delicately in his free hand.In Darkness: Chapter Nine3 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Jill bit her lip, thinking. Her head was reeling from shock and it took her longer to decide than she wanted. "No. We should go home. We can order out." Her sightless eyes found Chris's face. "We should call Claire... And Ada. Rebecca too, maybe. Invite them to dinner tomorrow and tell them during it."
Chris nodded. "Okay." He started up the car.
"You have the ultrasound, right?" she asked as they pulled out of the parking lot.
"Yes. And in a year, you'll be able to see it. After you have the baby, Rebecca can get you started on your treatments. You'll be able to see before the baby is a year old," he pointed out, trying to lift her spirits.
She smiled slowly. It was small, but it gave Chris hope. She'd be able to see again, he was sure. He had a plan, too. He would take
Found and LostOh God, Jill, where are you? Chris thought as he rushed through the halls of the dilapidated facility. "Jill!" he yelled, only to attract the attention of three hostiles. He quickly took them out. He called for her again, his voice ragged.Found and Lost3 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Running through each room, he found no trace of his beloved parnter. His voice echoed down the hall, becoming hoarse as he calls repeated.
Finally, there was a small whisper in reply. He followed it to it's source and nearly collapsed at the sight before him. Jill was strapped to an operation table. Her shirt was no longer blue. Her hat was missing. And blood seeped from the cuts over her torso, legs, and arms, stainging her clothes and pooling beneath her. "Chris..." she murmured. She didn't have much strength, but was devoting it all to speaking.
"Oh, Jill, babe..." He rushed to her side, putting a hand to her pale, perfect cheek. He whispered her name once more and she looked up at him.
"Hey..." Tears trickled from his eyes as she struggled
Wesker and Jill's beach dayWesker just finishes his proposal about the Uroburos which will be submitted to Tricell. "At last its all done." He said to himself. He look at his watch. Ten minutes more before he must stop from working. Wesker wiped his sweat and drinks the orange juice Jill made. " Refreshing" he said to himself. He browse the Internet to find something interesting about the world today then suddenly he saw an article about Jill that says:Wesker and Jill's beach day5 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
"B.S.A.A top agent Jill Valentine declared dead. Long time partner Chris Redfield deeply depressed at her funeral."
Wesker laughed at Chris's picture and saves the image and makes it his wallpaper replacing old wallpaper. Wesker an advertisement about Miami beach beside the the said article. He looked at the calendar and saw no reminders about work. "Tomorrow Jill and I will go." Wesker said. He look for his digital camera and founds it. "This will surely make Chris angrier."
Ten minutes later....
Wesker left his office in home and found Jill in the living area l