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Chapter 1
Wesker gave a dark laugh, "I have to hand it to you, Jill, I never thought I'd see you in this position. Though, you always did have a way of getting yourself into trouble."
Jill tried to say something through the gag placed around her mouth but failed. She was tied up in a dark room with no one to help her- no one but herself. She racked her brain for possible solutions to the problem she was facing, but Wesker was faster, stronger, and smarter than her. It was impossible to escape.
She remembered the events that led her to this hell with sharp clarity. Wesker choking Chris, her running and using her body to throw Wesker out the window, and of course, the smack of his body hitting the hard ground below. Jill fell out that window with Wesker, and Chris probably though that she was dead, but Wesker's body protected Jill as they fell. He had wrapped his arms around her and worked his body under her so that he broke her fall.
She tried to move her tied hands and winced. Jill had broken her arm in the fall, and Wesker had sharply snapped it back into place. The man had no concept of the word gentle. Wesker spoke again, "Jill, I must say I always found you quite attractive in S.T.A.R.S. Your uniform accentuated your best features, and you were so driven, so focused. It was a shame you were partnered with Chris Redfield." Wesker spoke Chris's name distastefully, as though he had smelled something rotten.
Suddenly bright florescent light filled the room and Jill saw that she was in some type of lab. She had to squint her eyes just to be able to look around, as everything was the brightest white she had ever seen. There was an examination table in the middle of the room and what looked like a window on the far side. Except for some medical tools set up on a stand next to the table, the room was otherwise empty. Jill was in one of the corners of the room farthest away from the window. She looked up at the ceiling and saw and intercom. Since Wesker wasn't in the room with her, Jill figured that he was on the other side of the window. She shuddered at the thought of him watching her. The entire situation was voyeuristic, and it made her uncomfortable.
As Jill fumbled with the tie around her wrists, this time ignoring the pain, Wesker entered the room through a door on her right. It blended in with the wall so well, she didn't see it during her scan of the lab. Even though Jill was tired, hungry, hurt, and scared, not to mention angry, she couldn't help but give Wesker a once over. When he was captain of the S.T.A.R.S, Jill thought he was the best looking man she had ever seen. It was his foreboding mystery, icy blue eyes shrouded behind sunglasses, lean yet strong muscles, and, she hated to admit it, but the darkness that surrounded him touched with evil. Though he was completely off limits as her captain, Jill didn't mind checking him out when he wasn't looking at her. She always like to be a little risky. But then he betrayed them- all of them, and that's when Jill began to hate him. Her hate didn't stop her from finding him attractive, but it sure as hell will stop me from liking him like that, she thought.
Wesker was covered in black, his blond hair slick, posture- the picture of perfection. He looked like a god. And I bet that's just what he would like to hear, Jill grimaced. "Jill, have you ever thought about what it would be like to work with me? Both of us, reaching toward a common goal." Wesker stopped in front of Jill, blocking out most of the light in the room. His hands were together behind his back and Jill could only imagine what he could be holding- if anything.
"And what goal would that be Wesker? Destroying the world, killing innocent people, unleashing monsters to roam as they please?
Wesker laughed a deep, throaty growl and removed his sunglasses, red eyes blazing. He leaned in toward Jill and whispered in her ear, "Humanity will perish because of a lack of leadership. Those in charge are fools, and the world suffers because of their poor decisions. I do not wish to destroy humanity; I intend to save it. Only I have the ability, the right, to be a god, and therefore, all of humanity will bow before me in awe and admiration. I shall have complete and total power."
Jill was horrified, "You will never get away with that! Chris will stop you! He'll-" Wesker cut Jill off with a hand around her neck, squeezing and choking her until her eyes watered and her face turned red. "If you will not join me willingly, then something else can be arranged. You will help me with my plans, Jill. I can assure you that."
Jill gasped for air when he let go of her throat, the tears spilling over. She hated for Wesker to see her cry, but she was afraid, not just of Wesker, but of what Wesker wanted her to do. She'd never help him. Willingly, she thought as chills ran up her spine. Jill realized that there were worse things than death as she called out to Wesker's retreating back, "Why don't you just kill me! Just kill me and be done with it!"
Wesker turned around to face Jill and frowned, "Now that would defeat the point in saving you wouldn't it? Jill, you would have died if I hadn't moved my body underneath you. And yes, you do owe me for saving your life." With that, Wesker left the room leaving Jill to her own thoughts.
She had thought Wesker incapable of actually saving lives, yet he had saved hers. She thought about the way his arms wrapped around her body, holding her close... Jill shook her head to clear her thoughts. Wekser was still an evil man, the man who was responsible for the deaths of thousands, and Jill wouldn't forget it.
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