Hi everyone. (Unfortunately) I don't own the rights to Resident Evil, but I'm sure that that won't cause a problem :D . Hope you enjoy, I'm not used to short stories (he says for sympathy)...
Chris watched as the mansion exploded in a torrent of wood and glass. It was over.
Smoke pillowed up into the sky, partially obstructing the rising sun on the horizon. Chris could feel the blood sliding down his forehead, but he wasn't bothered. He was holding Jill's badge in his right hand and tracing the lettering with his left. Looking across, he could see the empty space that belonged to her. The space that she deserved.
With a final glance towards the ruin that had been the Spencer Estate, all Chris could do was be thankful that Umbrella had gone.
Even if they had taken Jill down with them.