This is a story that I'm willing to risk to create and have chapters in, so I've spent my entire being to write this. I normally prewrite this in my journal, but I figured that it's time to put that behind me and just start doing it. This story is about a young girl who will face many hardships in her life as she grows up. I hope you guys enjoy this!

Disclaimer: I do NOT own anything! Except my OC, and my imagination. XD


It was a cool November morning in Raccoon City, the time of year when the air becomes cooler, and everyone earns the privilege to spend their Thanksgiving break at with their families from their jobs, even the memebers of S.T.A.R.S deserve the week off, but also one of those days marks the day of a very special occasion that will change everything forever.

It was 7:03 in the morning of November 22nd, 1990 at the Raccoon City Hospital, where two soldiers are about to have a new life with a child. S.T.A.R.S members, Chris Redfield and Jill Valentine, had known that they were having a child since the beginning of March, which made Jill scared to no end because since they came back from their last mission, she had told Chris that if he hadn't found her in the enemy's holding cell, she feared that she would have died in that horrible place, where her squad was killed, but Chris had reassured her that what's done is done, long gone, but he too had been fearful for his lover's life, so he had put his life on the line for Jill since then.

Inside a hospital room, Chris was resting his forehead on Jill's, his hands resting on both sides of her head, shushing softly to calm her down, but helplessly watched, as she struggled to control herself, but to no avail. Wanting to keep her lover close to her, Jill placed her hand on Chris' hand, her body shaking due to the great pain inside her, but felt a gentle squeeze from Chris' hand that was holding hers, which caused her to calm down a little to let her know that he wasn't going anywhere nor leaving her alone.

Jill had been in labor for the past two hours, but when she used the last of her strength she had left, Jill had cried out in pain every time she pushed, but knew better than to give up, so there was no other choice: Jill had got to give birth to the child or lose the only thing that would keep her and Chris together. Crying out again, Jill pushed with the rest of her strength, but also with Chris' support, and only one sound filled the room: The sound of a baby girl, born into the world for the first time. Chris held Jill close to him, tears running down his face, knowing that he is the father of his child that he is willing to care for both his daughter and wife, but he promised Jill that he would not let anyone harm them both as long as he is still breathing.

The small infant was wrapped in a small cloth, then is in the powerful, yet gently and caring arms of her father, who was shushing softly at her. Chris sat down in a chair that is right next to the hospital bed, showing Jill their child. "Oh my god... I can't believe this, Chris... She's so beautiful...", Jill said softly, receiving a smile from Chris, then laid her head on her lover's shoulder. "I know, Jill.. But, if we go for missions, then who will take care of her?", Chris asked, feeling fearful for his daughter's life. "Let Claire take care of her for a while... Until we get home... Okay?", Jill spoke, her voice soft and gentle. Chris nodded, then kissed her, and looked to their newborn child, knowing that they have a future looking up to...