Resident Evil: Don't mention it. Ever.

Chapter 1

"The summer this year is the warmest one Raccoon city have had so far and looking at these forecasts, we can see that within a week, the summer will get a whole lot warmer."

On a huge screen in the central of Raccoon city, a weather reporter is pointing at different statistics, explaining more about the upcoming heat wave that hits the city within the next week. Since the beginning of June, the citizens have gotten their vacation and chose to stay in the city to enjoy the weather.

"This is really starting to get on my nerves, Barry." Chris Redfield, a member of the S.T.A.R.S Alpha team, the special tactics and rescue squad of the Racoon City Police Department, is waiting for his coffee at the local café with his partner Barry Burton from the same team.

"I know how you feel. Raccoon city has never been crowded on a summer in several years." Barry said as he looked around to get a glimpse of the other people in the café, while scratching his beard.

A waitress passed them and gave them their coffee and the two men thanked her. Chris wondered why they were drinking coffee on a warm day like today, but instead chose to continue their conversation, while sitting with the cup in his hand.

"We'll, it's even more annoying that we haven't got our vacation yet." Chris said and sighed, staring at his cup of coffee. Barry smiles at him and puts his cup down.

"I thought you loved the job." He said to Chris' remark.

Chris leans back in his chair and looks at Barry. Barry and Chris had been in the same military unit before their career in S.T.A.R.S and have known each other for a long time. Barry was older than him, Chris turning 25 soon and Barry being around the 40, which often caused them to have a different opinion on things.

Barry's career ended before Chris' and joined S.T.A.R.S not long after that. When Chris left the military some time after Barry, Barry recommended Chris to the S.T.A.R.S unit, who was then given a job on the same team as Barry.

"I do, no doubt, but don't tell me you don't need some time with your family?" Chris said and put his cup down. Barry had finished his coffee rather quickly and put it down on the table, getting eye contact with Chris.

"I do need it, but you knew that we are required to work over a long period. I have duties that are required to be prioritised over my family." Barry said as he slowly rose from his seat.

Chris looked at his cup. He knew that he touched a topic that Barry kind of hated to talk about, so he put his cup down and just rose from his seat, letting a full cup be on the table.

Chris knew he wasn't in a position to want a vacation because he's annoyed with working late. Barry had a wife and two wonderful kids at home that he didn't see often because of work and probably wanted to get a vacation more than him, but knows that he had to fulfil his duties as a member of S.T.A.R.S before even talking about vacation. Chris knew he should probably change the subject and get Barry's mind off to something else.

"I heard that someone from the Bravo team is getting moved to our team." Chris told Barry. The Bravo team was another part of S.T.A.R.S and despite being part of the same unit, the Bravos and Alphas never worked together on cases.

"Yeah, I was told. I think it's Joseph Frost that's getting the promotion." Barry said as they walked out of the café and went down the street. "He really worked hard on getting it."

Chris smiled to himself. Joseph was a really outgoing fellow with a positive attitude. Chris got a good impression of him when he was first introduced to him, but now that he thought about it, he never really talked a lot with him.

"It's probably announced at the meeting today." Chris said as he looked at his watch.

"What time is it?" Barry asked Chris.

"It's 20 past 2. There's about 40 minutes to the meeting actually." He answered and dried some sweat of his forehead. The heat was really getting to him now that they were outside in the sun again.

"Here" Barry said as he took out a cloth. Chris took it and dried the sweat off his forehead and thanked him. "Thanks."

Chris watched the weather report on the big screen on the large building across the street. The news about another heat wave wasn't helping on his mood, but Chris chose to ignore the negative thoughts going through his mind. Instead, he handed the cloth back to Barry and sighed.

"What's up with you today?" Barry asked and padded Chris on the shoulder. Chris shrugged and shook his head lightly and didn't answer him. Barry knew the answer by looking at Chris' poor attempt to show him how he felt with gestures and just laughed at him.

After a short walk down the street, they finally came to the Raccoon Police Department and Chris pulled a pack of smokes from his pocket. Barry looked at him and raised a brow.

"I thought you said you got rid of that habit?" He said and Chris stared at his cigarette. "It was the last pack I bought before stopping. There's only one left." He answered while he tossed the pack into the garbage can nearby.

Barry opened the door to the R.P.D and before entering he looked back at Chris. "I can imagine how it is. Promise me it's the last one, Chris."

Chris nodded at him and put the cigarette in his mouth, getting the lighter from his other pocket. "Ok. I'll just finish what I started and then it's over." He answered and lit the cigarette.

Barry had already shut the door behind him and Chris stood out in front of the R.P.D alone, looking at the surroundings. Not that there were any, but the people crowding the streets made Chris interested in what was going on.

After getting halfway through his cigarette, he saw a figure walking towards the gates in front of the building. As the figure came closer, Chris could identify the figure as a young female.

"Excuse me, is this the Racoon city Police Department?" She asked and looked at him. Chris stared at her and pointed at the big letters, R.P.D right above the door to the building. "Yeah." He answered.

The young woman closed her eyes end shortly shook her head, obviously feeling stupid for asking and then opened the gates, approaching Chris afterwards. Chris looked at her and she looked at him. Or at least Chris thought so. She was staring at his cigarette and Chris knew that she obviously didn't like when people were smoking.

Chris threw the rest of the cigarette down at the dirt and squished it with his boot. "I'm sorry, it's the last cigarette before stopping." The young woman smiled at his remark, thinking it was a pathetic attempt to give a good impression and opened the doors to the R.P.D.

Chris looked at her features. She had short brown hair and what he thought to be blue eyes. He never really caught much of her, but didn't care anymore when she suddenly turned her head and busting him in checking her out.

"You're working here aren't you?" she asked him, still holding the door of the R.P.D building. "Yeah, I am." He answered and just stood there dumbfounded at the fact that she caught him looking at her.

"Well, are you coming? I'm not holding the door forever." She said and held the door for Chris to enter the building with her. "Yeah. Thanks." Chris said and went in, the young woman shutting the door behind them.

"The name's Jill Valentine." she said and smiled at him, reaching out to him to shake his hand. Chris shook her hand. "Chris. Chris Redfield." He introduced himself to her and after they stopped greeting each other, Chris looked at his watch.

"Well, I got a meeting soon. Nice meeting you." he said. Jill nodded at him and they split, going their own direction.