[2014]
Mid-day. As a lone SUV drove down an old forest trail covered by a sheet of thick mist, a flock of crows took to the clouded skies above. Plastered on the side of the door leading to the driver's seat was the B.S.A.A symbol. Driving the vehicle was a middle-aged caucasian man with short dark brown hair and a five o'clock shadow. He was dressed in the standard B.S.A.A uniform consisting of navy blue combat pants and a t-shirt with dark green bullet-proof body armor on top. In the back of the SUV sat a lone woman, around the age of 36. Most of her features were obscured by the shadows as she rested her head on her hand, leaning against the window as the SUV drove along. All you could really make out was that she did have short brown hair, fashioned in a parted bob hairstyle. It wasn't long before the SUV came to a halt.
"We're here ma'am." The driver turned around and spoke to the woman. She nodded before opening the door and stepping out of the vehicle. Her black military boots thudded down onto the dirt of the ground. The woman slammed the door behind her after exiting the vehicle. Jill Valantine had stepped out of the SUV. Dressed in grey assault pants with a black belt around her waist, a M1911 Handgun chambered for the .45 ACP round sporting an ergonomic wood grip, pivot style trigger and an ebony paint job, holstered on her right leg, with a navy blue short sleeved formfitting shirt with the B.S.A.A logo on the sleeves. Jill placed a dark navy blue beret on her head, adjusting it firmly into place before looking around cautiously. Jill nodded to the driver of the SUV before he nodded back and drove off back from where the SUV had came: disappearing back down the road and into the mist. Jill recieved a call on her Radio with a built-in two-way camera feed, for both parties to see each other, and swiftly answered it. Barry Burton was on the other end.
"Am I coming in loud and clear?" Barry inquired.
"With your voice Barry, I'll hear you on just 1 bar." Jill chuckled.
"Heh, ever the comedian." Barry smirked. He took a sip of his Coffee.
"So, what are we looking at here?" Jill inquired.
"There's been reports of possible Bioterrorist activities in this region of the canadian wilderness, though sketchy, it's enough to warrent a joint investigation with the US government. They're sending in one of their best agents to assist you in your mission." Barry informed. Jill looked around.
"Heh, not a guy in site; and you men say we take too long to get ready." Jill responded.
"Well, in any case this Leon Kennedy guy will be arriving any time soon. However, you should advance to the designated location marked on your GPS for now, You should come across an old mining village. If you can find any residents, see if they may have any useful info. But remember: this is just an investigation so far, don't be too trigger-happy." Barry replied. Jill nodded.
"I'll be in touch Barry." Jill stated, ending the call.
Jill pulled her Handgun from its holster, turning off the safety before walking off further down the dirt road, continuing on until she crossed an arched stone bridge over a ravine and continued along a dirt path leading deeper into the wilderness. Passing a dead tree, Jill alerted a lone crow and scared it off: the bird calling out as it took to the skies out of fear. Jill merely responded with a casual 'humph' and a roll of her eyes as she pressed on. The dirt pathway was littered with rotting leaves and twigs. Winter was ever cruel in Canada.
Meanwhile in the skies above, only a few off from Jill's current location, a military grade helicopter flew along. Inside sat Leon Kennedy himself, dressed in his Resident Evil 4 Attire but with his RE6 Jacket. He was currently looking over his semi-automatic Handgun, 'Punisher', as he awaited landing.
"Approaching the designated insertion point sir." The pilot of helicopter informed, briefly looking over his shoulder. Leon looked up from his Handgun and nodded.
Jill was still walking along the dirt pathway when she came across an old house with a deteriorating baige paint job that was peeling off in multiple locations in the distance. Jill could make out a light source illuminating from inside the building: somebody must be home. It wasn't long before Jill cautiously pushed open the door to the house and entered the building, Handgun at the ready. Creeping along the entry hallway, Jill turned around the 1st corner on her right to find herself in the dining room. A fireplace was burning in the background and a lone man was stirring soup over it. A dining table was laid out neatly in the centre, giving an inviting feel to the room's atmosphere. Jill holstered her gun and walked over to the man stirring soup, pulling out her B.S.A.A credentials from her left-hand pocket.
"Excuse me, sir." Jill spoke, walking to the man's side. He was clean shaven and dressed in casual attire, the odd small stain on his shirt. "My name is Jill Valentine, I work for the Bioterrorism Security Assessment Alliance and I'm operating in the area to investigate reports of Bioterrorist actions. Have you heard of or seen any suspicious activity recently sir? Any information could be of help, no matter how trivial you may think it to be." Jill followed up. The man shuck his head slowly as Jill placed her ID back in her pocket.
"No... no." The man muttered, grabbing a tissue from the table and wiping his nose before throwing the tissue into a bin at the side.
"Ok then, I'm heading to the village down the trail, if you happen to notice anything in the time after I leave, please come and find me there. Thank you for your time." Jill replied, turning around and begining to walk out. As Jill was halfway across the room, the man reached for a wood chopper's axe. Leon emerged from the hallway, Handgun at the ready as the man prepared to throw the axe.
"Get down!" Leon commanded.
"What?!" Jill exclaimed.
"Now!" Leon continued. Jill ducked down as Leon fired off a round; the axe wielding man's head blown off as the bullet tore through him. Jill looked over her shoulder before drawing her Handgun. "Leon Kennedy of the US Government." Leon quickly drew his badge. Jill stood down upon seeing the ID.
"Jill Valentine, B.S.A.A." Jill informed.
"Nice to meet you." Leon replied.
"So, he was an 'infected'..." Jill looked at the man's corpse.
"Appears that way." Leon replied, walking past Jill before kneeling down and inspecting the body.
"I had a hunch, guess instincts don't lie." Jill noted.
"Heh, I'll say. Sorry I'm late by the way, the ride here was a little bumpy, and the in-flight movies didn't help to pass time." Leon joked.
"Commercial flights..." Jill continued the joke.
"Knowing my luck, that whole village down the trail is gonna be infected with a virus too." Leon mumbled as he stood back up.
"Just another day on the force then." Jill replied.
"Never good ones. I was a cop in Raccoon City actually; for 1 day, the day the outbreak was at a peak..." Leon recalled.
"You were a cop in Raccoon City?" Jill quickly inquired.
"Yeah. The newest addition to S.T.A.R.S..." Leon informed.
"You serious?" Jill responded.
"For the 1st time today." Leon smiled.
"I was in S.T.A.R.S too, I investigated the Arkley murders... that's where we made 1st contact with a Virus, the T-Virus. Up in the Arkley mansion." Jill informed.
"Then it's an honor, Jill. You guys were like heroes to me back then." Leon gave her a firm handshake. Jill smiled briefly.
"Thanks. Come on, let's get moving." Jill spoke. Leon nodded, the two drawing their Handguns and heading for the exit to the house.
