So what is this story, It's a prequel take on RE1 about the none other than Chris Redfield and Jill Valentine, and the rest of the STARS unit. I plan to take this story in possibly a bit of a different direction then the games, basically the main plot will be the same while details will possibly be changed. Like maybe both Chris and Jill in the Raccoon city outbreak. So no, when I do eventually get to the mansion and all, I will not skip it. Instead I might change what might have happened within there. Not just because it sounds interesting to do, but because I haven't played the first game in quite a while. Some minor details might change here and there, so don't be to mad if something is wrong, or out of place. Also I know I'm not the best writer out there, so while I will try my best to improve as I go along like I did with my mass effect fics, expect some grammar mistakes here and there.

DISCLAIMER: I do not own anything in resident evil, and make no profit in my work.

Edited Feb 2nd, 2017

(Edited means what it is, its an edited not a revised story. Some bigger details will be changed and added to on my last few chapters. However, the base story will still remain the same. Old authors notes and the thanks given to past review will remain as well. I hope to have my first new chapter out by the end of February if not before. The only other Fanfic I work on is my new halo series. But that's a story I only release all at once, and dont do updates. This will be a story that will be updated and not wait for the full story to be finished before I upload it.)

Chris awakened from what felt like a massive headache. "God damn, what is that noise!" he yelled while jumping from his bed. Getting his bearings straight he quickly figured out his phone was ringing. Chris glanced at his alarm clock next to his phone, noticing the time clear in red. "6:45 AM, who the hell could be calling at this hour?" he said to no one but himself. Chris finally picked up the phone after the fourth ring. He could of easily picked it up after the third, but he wanted to be a dick about it for be up so early. "Hello?" He answered in a really tiring voice.

"Chris, I need you to be at work today." A deep voice said.

Chris quickly recognized the voice of his captain. "Wesker…um sir, it's my day off."

"I'm aware of that Chris, but you need to pick up your partner today." Wesker instructed him.

Chris was a bit confused towards this. "Um, why do I need to pick up Frank? Doesn't he have his own car?" Chris asked.

"So I take it frank never told you over the weekend?"

"Told me what?"

"Frank was transferred yesterday, he's been preparing for the transfer for the past week now. He never told you?"

Chris thought for a moment at what Wesker just said. Frank had been acting weird the past few days, but he never even mentioned his transfer. In fact Chris was out drinking with his partner last night. 'He couldn't be moving this early considering the amount of drinking they did last night, could he?' Chris thought to himself.

"Chris? Are you still there?" Wesker asked quiet loudly on his end of the phone, knocking Chris out of his gaze.

"Yeah Capt, I'm here."

"Good, now you don't really have a work day today. Just pick up your new partner, and show the rookie around town and the department. Then the rest of the day is yours."

Chris was about to acknowledge when he just remembered what happened the past few days. "Captain, how do you expect me to do that with no car? My car was totaled last week, franks been hassling me around with his own car."

"I'm aware of the situation Chris, Brad is on his way to bring you to the office as we speak. After that you will be using your patrol jeep to pick up your partner and drive around."

"My patrol Jeep, Wasn't it franks?"

"No, the Jeep was both of yours. Frank can't take one of our Jeeps with him to his new unit now can he?"

"That son of a…" Chris didn't finish that sentence, as he didn't realize he had said it aloud. Frank had always told him the jeep was his. As the S.T.A.R.S unit only had a handful of patrol jeeps.

"What was that?" Wesker asked in his officer like tone.

"Nothing, I'll see you later captain. I guess I need to get dress and all."

Wesker didn't even reply. He just hung up the phone. "Dick!" Chris cursed to himself. He finally rose from his bed. His bedroom was a mess. Shirts and trash all around the floor, not to mention Chris never even bothered to make his own bed in the morning, a real bachelor pad if he'd ever seen one before. He walked towards his closet, sliding the door open he grabbed one of his work uniforms on the left. He tossed them on, while also slipping his socks and shoes on his feet. Chris left his room, not even closing his door behind him. He didn't see the point in doing so. Claire was hardly ever over, with her being in school and all. The house was big just for him being the only one here most of the year. Half way going down the stairs he heard the door bell ring.

"I'm coming!" Chris yelled loud enough for the person to hear. He opened the door to reveal brad. "That was fast."

"Yeah man, well you know how the captain can be." Brad joked "so you ready?"

Chris walked out of his house, locking the door behind. "Yeah man, let's go." Chris said as they started walking towards Brads truck. "Cant believe frank never said he was leaving."

"I know right, he never told me either. Weird isn't it?" brad asked climbing inside his truck unlocking the door for Chris.

"Tell me about it, now I got to deal with some rookie." Chris complained while he was buckling his seat belt. "any idea who this new guy is?"

Brad started the truck and pulled out of the drive way. "All I know is this rookies last name is Valentine, saw it on the Capt desk."

"Bet you five bucks forest is to first to make a joke about that." Chris said with a slight laugh in his voice.

"I'll take that action."

The drive didn't take long. After all, his house wasn't far from the station, and traffic was light this early in the morning. Brad stopped his truck at the main entrance. "Aren't you coming in?" Chris asked.

"Dude nobody but Frank and Wesker worked this early on Monday." Brad laughed, as Chris got out of the truck.

"Guess that explains it then, I'm taking Franks place and this Valentine guy will take mine." Chris joked.

"Don't get your hopes up man, Frank was Weskers fetch boy. Now you don't want that job do you?" Brad asked while he locked the side door. The windows were still open so they could talk.

"No I guess I don't." Chris laughed.

"See,now I'll see you tonight. Us fly boys have to stick together."

"Brad you know damn well I haven't flown since I've been in the air force, besides you fly a chopper not a plane. You're not much of what could be called a fly boy, and you know it." Christ joked, as he was walking backwards inside the station.

Brad held his foot the gas of the truck, holding out his hand outside the window giving Chris the finger. "Up yours Redfield!" Brad yelled, while speeding away.

Chris just laughed at that, as he walked inside the stations An officer was holding the door for him who was on the way out. Chris recognized him from the grave yard shift.

"Hey Jake, what's going on?" Chris asked walking inside. Jake wasn't a STARS member like Chris. He was a regular blue boy cop. Chris worked with him for a while, since Jake was at a point trying to become a STARS member, he however failed. Jake never tried out the training course again. STARS usually preferred to find its own members, rather than have some random cop training to be one.

"Nothing much Chris, heard about your partner being transferred."

"So it seems everybody knew but me." Chris replied to him, even though the comment was meant more for himself.

"What?" Jake asked looking confused.

"Nothing, so how's Emily?" Chris asked trying to stale for time. Chris was inside the main hall of the station at the front door turned towards the entrance, while Jake was still holding the door. He could tell Jake was tired and just wanted to leave, but Chris just wanted an excuse to not see Wesker this early in the morning alone.

"Cheated on me with the mailman." Jake said in a tired tone.

"You can't be serious." Chris laughed.

"Dead serious, now if you excuse me its lat…..I mean early you know." Jake complained.

"Yeah yeah, I guess next time you see me, I'll be with a new partner."

"Can't wait to pick on a new guy, well later Chris" Jake said walking out of the station, not even letting Chris reply, but he didn't really blame him, the guy looked like a dead man walking.

Chris took a glance at his watch. "Five minutes late, not so bad I guess." he joked to himself.

Chris always liked finding new ways to piss off his captain, even in the slightest way; now that Frank was gone nobody was around to exactly keep him in line. Still he didn't exactly want to be that late. He was now somewhat eager to meet his new partner. He could only wonder what the new guy would be like. Would he be a Jackass, a by the books kinda guy, or someone worth talking to for once.

Chris went straight for his and his old partner's office getting the keys for the jeep. The S.T.A.R.S unit had about 5 patrol jeeps; they didn't use police cruisers like the regular blue boys. Entering the office he turned the light on. There were two desks, one on each side of the room. He walked to the right towards Frank's old desk. The desk wasn't even locked. Chris didn't find that strange, because he was of course gone. However he did find it strange that all his personal belongings were still in there. Hell even his backup gun was in there. He would never leave that thing behind.

Chris ignored it for now 'maybe he was having them all sent to move out later' he thought to himself. He grabbed the keys and rushed out the office closing the door behind him. The main hall of the STARS office was empty. Everyone was still at home; the only one here was Wesker who was locked inside his own office.

Chris grabbed a piece of paper from one of the Desk in the hall, writing Valentine on it for the airport. Chris heard a slight cough behind him. Turning around he saw Wesker had stepped outside his office pointing towards the watch on his wrist.

"I'm just on my way out captain." Chris said rushing his way out of the office.

Chris quickly paced his way inside the station. The place was still half emptied due to it being so early. He finally made it inside the garage, starting up the jeep Chris decided to open the glove compartment. 'What the hell!' Chris thought.

He couldn't believe what he was seeing. Franks Dog tags where still in here. Well technically they were his brothers who died a long time ago. But he defiantly would never leave them behind. He always carried them around as a lucky charm. The only reason they were here in the first place is because he didn't want to lose them when they went out drinking.

Chris was questioning himself for so long he didn't realize how much time had passed. He gave his watch a quick look. "Shit!" he cursed to himself "I'm going to be late!" He put the jeep in drive, speeding his way towards the airport. Chris would have to solve all this crap later. He was sure there was a perfectly could explanation for this. 'Maybe he had some family emergency or something and had to head out early.' he thought while he had already sped past two red lights. Something he probably wouldn't be able to get away with if he wasn't a cop. Sometimes it just paid to be in this position. Even if it was a small thing.

Jill was excited about her transfer, at least she was until her now ex boyfriend ruined her day. She wasn't sure if she was happy or sad to have been dumped by Todd. With nothing much else to do on the plane trip, she just kept remembering that moment.

"So what you're leaving, just like that Jill!" Todd argued standing over Jill in his apartment.

"It's STARS Todd; it's not something you just turn down. I didn't train hard with Delta just to be stuck here."

"And what's wrong with staying here, we can make Delta our home Just as well Jill!" Todd said, kneeling down to place his hands on Jill who was setting on the couch.

"Todd, I've already accepted the transfer. It's not like we have to stop seeing each other you know."

"Long distance relationships never work out Jill; you damn well know I know that from experience!" Todd screamed. Jill could see in his anger how frustrated he was, but doesn't he see this is what she wanted.

"Todd." Jill paused thinking really hard. "what about me?" she asked looking straight into his eyes.

"What do you mean what about you?" Todd asked folding his arms.

"What about me Todd, what do you think I want with my life!" Jill spat out standing form the couch looking Todd straight in his eyes.

"Jill I…." Todd tried to speak up; But Jill wasn't having any of it.

"What, did you think I was going to just stay here. This is my Life Todd. This is a step into my career. You honestly didn't think I was just going to stay here did you?"

Todd tried to look for the right words. "I know Jill, but…"

"But what Todd... If you loved me you be happy for me."

Todd just started pacing in front of Jill, he was thinking hard, she could tell. "I am happy for you Jill, truly I am. But this…..this isn't going to work, were not going to work." Todd said with sadness in his voice, he just sat on the couch with his hands in his face.

"I guess this is it then." Jill said setting back down beside him.

Todd released his head from his own grasp looking straight at Jill, Trying to get one last glimpse of her beautiful blue eyes. "I guess it is, just promise me one thing Jill."

"What?" Jill asked, as she was whipping a few tears from her face.

"Stay safe out there." Todd said, while giving Jill one last hug.

"Todd, you being In delta now will probably be in more danger then me. Raccoon city is a small town. I'm sure the most dangerous thing I'll do is paper work." Jill tried laughing.

Jill felt a tug on her shoulder, as she was awakened from her memory. She looked around noticing it was one of the flight attendants.

"Ma'am, we will be landing soon. I have to ask for you to but away your papers." She instructed.

"Uh of course Sorry about that, I was a little somewhere else in my head." Jill explained gathering all her files to place them back in her suit case. The flight attendant just walked away, since she could now see Jill was doing what she was instructed to.

Jill had been looking over files of the team she was being placed in. Most importantly her new partner Chris Redfield, the name on the top spelled out. 'He looks kind of handsome.' Jill couldn't help herself think. From the Photo she could already tell he probably worked out a good amount, Of course she was sure it more than likely had something to do with him formally being in the military.

Before Jill even knew it, the plane had landed. And with everyone else was getting up she did the same. Grabbing her suit case and following the other passengers out; she walked into the main terminal where she waited for her luggage. Jill always hated airports; it wasn't the flying that bothered her. It was the damn airports themselves, but then again she didn't know anyone who actually liked airports. If it was up to her she would have drove the whole way, but she didn't have enough time before she had to report for duty at the police station.

Her luggage finally emerged, and she quickly ran to grab everything. Jill felt like she was going to go crazy if she had to wait any longer. She didn't bring much with her, just the essentials. All her things from her apartment were being shipped later this week by movers. She even went ahead and sold her car before she left; she figured she could get a decent used car down her in Raccoon city.

Jill made her way into the front entrance, looking for her ride. Slowly pacing her way onward she saw a man in the distance holding a paper out that spilled Valentine. She made her way closer and closer, and she recognized the man that was her new partner Chris Redfield. 'He looks better in person.' Jill thought with a slight smile. She didn't know why she was thinking like this. He was going to be her partner, not to mention she just had a broke up. She guessed a little looking never hurt anything.

Jill stopped right in front of the man "Chris Redfield?" she asked.

"Um yes, uh who are you?" Chris asked, she could see he was slightly confused.

Jill offered out her hand. "I'm Jill Valentine, your new partner."

"Um, you're a...a Women?" Chris asked scratching his head.

"No, but I play one on TV." she joked.

"Huh, I see you have a sense of humor." Chris laughed.

"So are you going to shake my hand or what?" Jill teased.

"Oh yeah, sorry about that." Chris apologized while he shook her hand.

"No problem. So you don't have any problems with me being women do you?" Jill asked

"Huh, what…Oh no of course not. Guess I've just never really worked with women much." Chris explained, as he started to grab some of Jill's luggage. "Here let me help you with some of that."

"No you don't have to do that." Jill argued trying to pull her luggage back with no success.

"It's no problem at all, really. Besides you're probably tired from your flight." Chris said, while he was already starting to walk outside the door into the parking lot with Jill in tow.

Jill Started to walk quickly to catch up with Chris. "You know if this helping is because I'm a woman, then you're already at to a bad start." Jill complained.

"Just trying to be helpful to my new partner is all." Chris said while placing Jill's luggage in the back of the Jeep.

Jill quickly recognized the STARTS emblem on the jeep. "Why do the STARS use Jeeps rather than a police cruiser?" Jill asked somewhat confused.

Chris closed the back of the jeep, then walking his way towards the driver's seat, as he unlocked the passenger seat as well for Jill. They both got inside the vehicle before Chris answered her question. "I'm honestly not sure why, I think the captain just prefers Jeeps. In case we have to go in the outskirts of town or something." Chris said starting up the jeep.

The next few minutes were really quiet an awkward for the both of them, as Chris was driving his way through town. Jill realized he was taking a lot of turns in what looked like he was going in circles. "Um, are we going to anywhere particular at the moment?" Jill asked

"Just driving around on patrol at the moment, someone has to do it." Chris said while keeping his eyes on the road, looking around to see if anybody was up to no good.

"Patrol, Isn't that left for the regular police? Besides I just got here and you're already having me start Without being to the station first?" Jill asked, she was definitely confused as to why STARS was running patrols in town. Not only that, why was he doing it without taking her to the station first. You Don't start your job that fast.

Chris didn't even reply to her, he just started to let out a few short laughs.

"What, what 's so funny?" Jill wasn't starting to get a bet annoyed.

"Valentine, first the captain wanted me to drive you around town, so that is what I am doing. Second one of the only things that will keep you sane in this place is to run a few patrols. The blue boys could use all the help in this town anyways."

"Blue boys?"

"Yes that's what we call the regular police, You're just going to have to get use to it." Chris laughed, while he put his foot on the brake as the next light turned red.

"So nothing really goes on in this town?" Jill asked in a little disappointment. She knew being in a small town such as this didn't offer for much excitement. However, being in an elite group such as STARS was never something to pass up. No matter which town it may be.

"Well…" Chris began to say, but stopped in his tracks.

"Well what?" Jill asked eager to know what he was letting n about.

"There was this one time not long ago."

"Do tell."

"It isn't the most pleasant story." Chris said, really not wanting to recount what had happened a few weeks back.

"There really isn't anything much else to talk about." Jill was basically begging now.

"Aright, but I warned you."

TWO WEEKS AGO

Frank and Chris got the call of a hostage situation not three minutes ago. Arriving at the scene Wesker and the rest of the team were already waiting for them. Frank Put the jeep into park next to the others, both him and Chris rushed out to the rest of the team.

"What's the situation?" Frank asked Wesker, Chris just remained quiet letting his partner get all the details.

"We have a disgruntled employee; He's taken his boss as a hostage when he was on his day off in that store just down the street. The blue boys have already secured the area." Wesker informed them both.

"So what's the game plan Capt?" Joseph asked, by his tone Chris could tell he was excited for some action. Hell they all were, this was the first call they have gotten since Chris was placed on the team.

"You and I will be on security, while Barry negotiates. Frank you're my eyes." everyone just nodded to the captain's orders. All that was left now was for Chris to take whatever position the captain had for him. Wesker grabbed a Sniper rifle out of his Jeep, he then looked at Chris. "Chris you're the solution." He said tossing the rifle at Chris, Luckily the safety was on, or it might have gone off. "Take that fire escape overlooking the store."

Chris knew he was the team's marksman, but he never thought the captain would give him this job, especially after the way Chris has acted to Weskers orders for the past few months."Roger capt." With that Chris rushed his way towards the fire escape.

"Let's move people!" Wesker commanded, while he pressed his fingers towards his sunglasses to push them back.

Barry slowly took point towards the store, while Joseph and Wesker covered his flanks, Mp5's in hands. Frank made his way to a side window of the store the get eyes on the situations, also carrying one of the squads Mp5's. This was the first time they had used all these weapons. Chris didn't even know that had them in the first place. 'Wesker has been holding out on us this whole time.' Chris thought. Coming out of his thoughts he finally made it to the top of the fire escape. Chris went into a prone position setting up the rifle, while it was pointed towards the store.

"I've got eyes." Frank reported over the radio. "Subject has the hostage knelt on the ground, while pointing what looks like your standard everyday revolver at the victims head. Chris you should have a clean shot set up from that angle." Frank Explained. Chris was done with his set up, while frank was explaining the situation. He put his eyes through the scope, seeing what Frank had described. Chris placed the target over the subjects head. "I have the solution." Chris whispered over the radio. "Captain your clear the begin negotiations."

"Copy that Chris." Wesker replied over the radio. He then looked towards Barry. "It's all on you now." He said towards him.

"Right, let's go…Slowly." Barry said.

Barry slowly walked in the stores, with Joseph and Wesker on both his sides."Mr. Anderson." Barry called out towards the subject. They had all got details on the subject and victim before Chris and frank had gotten here. So Chris wasn't surprised when Barry knew his name.

"W..wh…what do you want..St…Stay back, or I'll blow his brains out I swear to god." The subject said while stuttering, holding his revolver tightly against the victims head.

Barry just held both his hands in front of him, probably showing he wasn't amend "We don't want to hurt Mr. Anderson, we're just here to talk and sort all of this out." Barry explained calmly.

"You don't understand, because of this man we're all going to die." The Subject basically screamed as he was getting more tense.

"Careful Barry, we don't want to escalate the Subject." Wesker whispered over his radio.

"Mr. Anderson, why is that?" Barry asked, trying to let the Subject explain what ever crazy events were going through his head.

"Umbrella, they're all responsible for what he and others with them have done, you will see…you will all see." The subject explained, while his weapon hand was starting to shake.

"Sir, listen if umbrella is up to something no good do you think this is the way to handle it." Barry stated slowly walking his way towards the subject.

"He…he has to suffer." The subject replied, and Barry could tell he was starting to get a little calmer.

"Mr. Anderson, if Umbrella has been up to no good, then hell I'll help you, but taking hostages only makes you just as bad as the to what you say they could possibly be up to."

Mr. Anderson's weapon hand was slowly coming down. "Subject is deescalating." Frank said, since he had a better side few of what was going on.

"Chris, take the solution." Wesker commanded.

Chris couldn't believe what Wesker was even ordering. "WHAT!?" is all Chris said.

"Subject is mentally unstable; he has been known to pretend to act calmly. He is more than likely trying to catch us off guard. Now take the solution." Wesker ordered.

Chris quickly observed the situation; he could see that the subjects weapon hand was now at his side. 'why the hell would Wesker want me to take the shot, after the Subject has already been talked down?' Chris thought to himself.

"Now Chris!" Wesker again ordered, this time more loudly into the radio.

"No sir, this isn't right." Is all Chris replied.

"Frank." Wesker said over the radio.

There wasn't even a hesitation. Chris heard a loud gunshot. Looking through his scope, Chris could see blood shot out from the side of the Subjects head. Frank Had took the shot, but why? Why would Frank do that, and without any hesitation what so ever. Joseph ran over to the victim, securing the now deceased Subjects weapon.

In the past few minutes, Chris had made his way back towards the Jeeps, placing the rifle back in Weskers Jeep. Wesker just walked by, not even acknowledging Chris. He was even more disturbed by this then he was earlier. Chris ran towards Wesker Trying to shove him into the jeep.

"What the hell was that all about?" Chris practically screamed in Weskers face "The subject had deescalated."

"Stand down Chris." Wesker calmly said.

Before Chris could continue, frank just pulled Chris out to the side, forcing him against a building wall across the street. "Chris, next time you disobey and order you will be facing suspension." Frank yelled.

Chris looked into franks eyes. 'What was up with him, why was he acting like this, and why did he take that shot so suddenly?' Chris thought "Frank, why did you do it. He was deescalating, hell maybe the subject was telling some truth about a doomsday with umbrella or mayb…"

"Drop it Chris, if you want to stay in STARS you will drop everything." Frank explained while continuously poking his finger into Chris's chest, probably trying to show a point.

Present time

"Damn…that's...Crazy, it sounds like that man didn't have to die." Is all Jill said to hearing Chris's story.

The light finally turned green, as Chris pressed his foot on the gas. "Yeah, I still not exactly sure as to what happened."

"So frank…. He's your Partner?" Jill asked.

"Yeah, yeah he was."

"Was…what happened to him?"

"He transferred hell he didn't even tell me he was leaving. I just wake up to a call this morning with Captain Wesker telling me I have to go pick up some new damn partner out of the blue." Chris complained, not even knowing what he just said. He took a quick look at Jill seeing how she reacted towards that. "Shit I'm sorry, I didn't mean it like that." Chris quickly apologized.

"It's alright, I guess I would be mad to if my partner was suddenly replaced, I may even…..." Jill paused as she looked out the side window.

"What's wrong?" Chris asked.

"That women over there, she looks like she's in trouble." Jill said pointing at the side walk ahead.

Chris looked out towards where Jill was pointing, he could see what looked like some man robbing a women, he was struggling to take her purse. "Crap, here I go." Chris said as he quickly put the brake on the Jeep. Without even thinking he got out of the jeep, and vaulted over the hood. "RPD FREEZE!" Chris screamed towards the man.

The man saw Chris, and quickly stopped his struggling, rushing through the alley behind him. Chris sprinted his way behind the man. In the alley the man jumped a fence ahead of him. Struggling to get over Chris grabbed his legs. The man just kicked Chris forcing him to the ground, as the man got his balance over the fence.

Chris recovered, and quickly jumped the fence with little to no trouble at all, Once again sprinting his way in pursuit of the man. The man kicked a trash can, trying to stop Chris, but Chris just jumped it. Chris was starting to lose distance. He was worried as soon as the man reached the end of the alley he might lose him.

The man reached the end way before Chris. 'Crap, I'm going to lose him.' Chris kept thinking in his head. The man already made his way towards the right at the end of the alley. When Chris got at the end and turned the corner he saw Jill having the man pinned on the ground.

Chris knelt down placing his hands on his knees trying to catch his breath. "What the." Chris said.

"I used the Jeep the circle the block, cutting this guys escape…I knew you probably wouldn't mind." Jill explained, while Chris handed her a pair of hand cuffs to cuff the man.

"I had everything under control." Chris said laughing, yet still trying to catch his breath.

"I'm sure you did Partner." Jill smiled.

'This is going to be one hell of a partnership.' Chris thought. He also thought that maybe this rookie might work out. Hell she may even turn out to be better Than Frank. If only Chris knew what was in-store for him in the coming weeks.

Well there's my first chapter of my new fic project, will try to update on a weekly basis if not sooner, but I know not to make promises.