Chapter 1:
Out in the wilderness of Spain, it was the late summer September 12, 2003, the mountains had lots of land to offer. Green grass, tall, skinny trees, story-sized hills, and balanced climate. It was afternoon when a caucasian male was out alone trying to navigate his way through the countryside. His lower body had white tennis-shoes, wore grey jeans that had black knee pads on, a black holster to the side of his right thigh, and a belt with three pockets for nine millimeter clips. His upper body had black hair that stood in the shape of spikes, a green short-sleeve shirt with a B.S.A.A. logo on each side of his sleeve, a tan sheath that held his bowie knife on his right chest plate, and black leather gloves that covered his wrists to the first portions of his fingers. He was five foot, eleven inches tall, and one hundred and seventy seven pounds. In both of his hands was a black nine millimeter Beretta, that he called his "Samurai edge" with a S.T.A.R.S. logo on the handle, held up, pointing in front of him, and ready to fire at any hostile that would suddenly appear.
The man cautiously patrolled through the forest, following a path in hopes of finding a safe place he could stay in. In the distance he had heard a twig snap. "Hmm maybe a hunter or a zombie again." he silently said to himself. He began to look around the area and found a tree nearby with branches he was able to grab onto. Quickly, he placed his gun in his holster, and grabbed onto a branch, ascending himself off the ground, then hiding in the leaves of the tree. He eagerly waited for something to appear, laying on a branch and holding it with both arms. Out of nowhere, a woman was casually walking down the path. She had a blue cap on her head, a brown ponytail that went through the hole of the cap. she had a blue short-sleeve shirt with a black mid-sleeve shirt on underneath. She had gray boots that covered her feet to her shins, a sheath that held her 8-inch knife on the side of her right ankle, and tactical gloves that were just like his gloves he had on. She had gray skinny jeans with a black holster to the side of her right thigh. In her hands was a nine millimeter pistol, though it was very unclear what kind of pistol she possessed. She walked with her pale-skinned body, being five foot tall, five inches, and one hundred and eleven pounds. The woman proceeded down the path trying to find somewhere safe as well. Behind her were five people chasing after her, jogging towards her direction with blood dripping from their mouths. "Shit zombies, she's in trouble!" the man said alarmed as his eye grew wide, witnessing the woman about to be ambushed. He released his grasp from the branch, and dropped down onto the ground landing on his feet in a squating position. He then stood up and drew out his pistol, took aim, and said out loud "Get down!". The woman had then fell on her right side, with her right arm holding her gun and holding her up from the ground, and her left arm in front of her face "Uh ok sure, but please don't shoot" she said, sounding frightened. The man took aim and pulled the trigger, causing a burst of gunpowder to explode and fire a round. The bullet traveled and landed in between the zombie's eyes and into its brain. It had fell while the other four had continued to advance. The man had aimed his gun at the next zombie and shot it to the forehead above the left eye, then aimed to the left and shot at another zombie in the nose. Next he moved his aiming to the right and shot at a zombie's right cheek, then took aim to the last zombie and shot through the mouth, and into the spinal cord.
After the last zombie had fell, the man had kneeled down, putting his gun in his holster, and held out his right hand. "You ok?" he said to the woman as he offered to help her up. "Yes, I'm fine. Thanks for helping me just now" she said taking his and getting up from the ground. She looked around the area then looked to him, but he was the first to speak "No problem. Well, do you have a name?" he asked curiously trying to talk to her first in case she tried to leave. The woman replied with "Yes, my name is Jill. What's your name?" she said looking at him still. His mouth dropped in shock and his eyes grew wide "Jill? As in Jill Valentine? Oh shit, it's me Chris Redfield" he said in amazement,then reached out his arms and hugged her upper back "It's been five years since I last saw you from Raccoon City. Oh I thought I would never see you again." . Jill's mouth dropped as she began to let out words, while hugging his lower back "Chris I'm so happy to see you too, I didn't think you had made it" saying happily. They both let go and began to draw their weapons out "Well now we know that we're definitely teaming up again" Chris said with a half smile. "Oh yes, wouldn't want to go out there all alone,right?" Jill winked and smiled. "Well shall we move?" Chris said. "Let's" Jill replied.
Chris lead the way, walking down the path deeper into the forest. The wind blew and the trees would wave around gently. The day was peaceful for them. "So Jill, how did you manage to survive all by yourself?" Chris asked. "I stayed alone, everyone was either a hunter or a zombie...what about you?" Jill said. "I found a nice group, but eventually we all died one by one due to the B.O.W.s " Chris replied as they had went silent for a few moments. "So.." he said "We can either head out and find a helicopter in hopes of finding a military base, or we can find a place to stay where we can fortify and have a farm. What do you think,Jill?" he said while scanning the area. "We should find a place a fortify it." saying nodding her head.
All of a sudden, a creature had came out of the bushes in front of them. It was the shape of a monkey, completely hairless, green lizard skin, sharp teeth, claws at the end of its fingertips, and let out a loud screech. Behind them a creature came out that crawled like a sloth, in the shape of a sloth, brain exposed, extremely large tongue, pink skin, and claws on the ends of its fingertips as well. It let out a groan as it crawled towards them. Chris turned around and took aim at the pink creature "I got this licker, you take out that hunter" Chris said to Jill. Jill raised her gun to the green creature "On it" she said as the hunter lunged at them, with its right arm out. She took aim and fired a round into its chest two times, and into its head, causing the hunter to fall down on its face into the ground. Chris quickly took aim and fired three rounds into the licker's brain, causing puss to ooze out and angering the licker. It lunged with its right arm out to hit Chris, but he quickly focused his aiming and fired a round into the licker's heart, killing the creature, and making it fall to the ground as its body rolled to the side. Chris lowered his gun as the smoke from the muzzle arised, and turned around "That was too close, they almost touched the Jill sandwhich" he said giggling a little. Jill turned around and smirked with a wink "Well they can't have it, Chris" she said laughing. They both continued down the path as the sun began to set in the mountains.
As they walked, a house in the distance had appeared "Jill look, we can probably stay in there" he said with a smile. She smiled back and said "Alright, let's do this" she said jogging towards the house and approaching it on the porch. Chris held his pistol in his right hand, and slowly turned the door knob with his other hand. They both entered the house and searched the living room through the kitchen "So far, so good." Chris said to Jill. "Same here" she replied. Chris looked around "There's still these stairs we have to check on , though." he said begining to walk up the stairs to enter the second floor. "Be careful, Chris" Jill said worriedly while following him. "Don't worry, I am" he said confidently. Chris entered the bedroom and scanned the room with his gun "It's definitely safe in this house." Chris said before letting out a breath of relief and placed his pistol back into his holster. Jill put her gun in her holster as well "That's great, so we can stay here and create stronghold" She said with a smile. The sun was now gone, and the darkness had entered the world. "Well I can sleep on the couch downstairs and you can sleep in the bed." Chris said to her, but she replied back "It's ok, you can sleep in the bed too." Chris said with a small smile "Oh thank you. Well there's only one bed...hope you don't mind sharing." he said as he took off his belt and his holster, setting them down on a drawer nearby, and laying on his right side on one side of the bed. Jill had then set her gear down as well, and lied on the other side of the bed. "Goodnight, sweet dreams." Chris said to her as he closed his eyes and drifted off. "Goodnight Chris, see you in the morning." she said falling asleep as well. They slept peacefully through the night until the sun rose up.