Running, that's all he ever did in his life. Run as fast as he could and try to get away from his worries. But now he's stuck in a deep, dark hole, and he thinks that he'll never get out. Why? Why did she have to go on that mission by herself? Why did she have to leave him here all alone? Why is Chris Redfield so lonely now? Because she's dead.

Dead.

How did she die? Did she suffer, or was it quick and painless? Did her life flash before her eyes as she took her final breath? Did she think about him and all the wonderful memories they shared? His partner, his love, his everything is now rotting in the ground underneath a goddamn rock. "In Ever Loving Memory of Our Dear B.S.A.A. Jill Valentine 1974-2006"

It's not true, it can't be! It's Jill for Christ's sakes, she can't be dead. She did so much in her life! She's survived blood thirsty zombies and hellish monsters. And now she's dead, no one, not eve the great Chris Redfield can accept that. Something had to have happened, maybe she was kidnapped?

But the tombstone... maybe the B.S.A.A. is behind it? Who knows?

"Chris... Chris?" said the accented voice. The woman shook his shoulder lightly in the dank little room.

The older man jolted up and grabbed her wrist tightly. "Sheva? What's wrong?" he rubbed his tired eyes and groaned in discomfort. Laying on the mud floor of a run down hut wasn't exactly a stay at The Ritz, hell, he'd even take a broken bed at a Super 8.

"We've got company." she pointed to the barricaded door. Chris heard the yells of the infected villagers fill the air as he stood up.

"Great," he muttered as he grabbed his machete, "Just what I wanted to do after I woke up." The B.S.A.A. agent ripped the barricade down and swung is blade at the first blur he saw.

It connected with a neck.

Chris watched the head roll across the dusty earth as he swung the machete again. He heard Sheva's gun shots echo across the barren desert. Chris looked up across the wasteland when he heard the grinding roar of a chain saw come into earshot.

"SHEVA!" he shouted as he falcon punched a man that was coming for him. Chris was sick and tired of the chain saw villagers, it was just like what Kennedy had to go through in Spain. But from what he read in the Kennedy Report, they were all fat and slow, but right here an now... they were slender and nimble as fuck. Which was a hell of a lot harder to beat.

Chris felt the arms of a villager wrap under his shoulders and hold him back, "SHIT!!" he spat as he struggled against the man. He saw the chain saw man come into view and head right towards him. The oldest Redfield felt like he was going to be executed.

Why wasn't his life flashing before his eyes? Why couldn't he see all the wonderful times he had with his sister and Jill? Why? Chris looked up at a cliff and saw a person shrouded in a cloak. It looked like the person was wearing a mask that resembled a bird.

The man behind Chris muttered something in African, which he couldn't understand as he looked at the cloaked figure.

"CHRIS!!" shouted Sheva as she shot at the chain saw man. Her shots had no affect against the executioner. Chris stood still while he finally saw his life flashed before him, he saw his whole life in the matter of milliseconds. As the chain saw man stood in front of him and lowered the weapon to his neck, Chris saw that the bird-masked person was gone. Then, as Chris looked into the eyes of his murderer, he saw it's head get hacked off from it's body.

The agent turned his head to the side and saw the cloaked person beside him, it held Chris's machete and it was dripping with fresh blood. Chris stared the person in the few seconds, trying to see behind the mask. Right after the person looked towards Chris, then it disappeared almost instantly, leaving his machete lying on the crumbling dirt.

Chris felt the grip of the villager loosen after Sheva shot him a few times. After all of the villagers were taken care of, Chris picked up his blade and placed it on the sheath that was on his back.

"Who was that?" asked the older man as he looked back up at the cliff.

"The Plague Doctor apparently," replied Sheva as she reloaded her guns. "At least that's what the man muttered that held onto you."

"Plague Doctor... Sheva, something doesn't seem right about that person. Why did they help me?" he remembered the stance the person was holding after they cut the villagers head off. It was so familiar... Chris looked down at the ground and sighed. "It can't be. It just can't."

"Chris, we have to move. More of them are coming." Sheva gripped Chris's shoulder and walked past him. The B.S.A.A. agent looked at the sky and covered his eyes with his hand. Jill.

A/N: Alright!! This was suggested by sexyblondeangel88, I thank her for the idea! :D I know it's not very good T--T, I apologize. And we have no idea if the Plague Doctor/ Bird Woman is actually Jill. Hell it might even be Sherry. I have no idea!! I haven't been keeping up with the RE5 news or watching the trailers. I'd love to be surprised when I play the game. So I had to do a bit of research on this one. So I'm sorry if some of the stuff is wrong, And yes, I know that both Sheva and Chris fight against the Plague Doctor, I'm just not sure it that was their fist encounter.

I might write more to this story, so I wont complete it. I'll probably write a chapter about the fight scene.

Tell me what you think about it! =)